Life. Life was seemingly going by
peacefully. There wasn't anything going wrong! You could say life was
a breeze.
Until late September, 2012
It was I think Wednesday when my Dad
came home with stitches down his hand. He had cut it really bad at a
fire that night. (He is a firefighter). So he was off work for 3-4
weeks.
The next day, Tyler got his wisdom teeth taken out so he was also 'down' for awhile.
A couple days later, early in the morning we
received a horrifying call. My grandma was having a sever asthma
attack and used what was left of all her energy to call my Dad. I
woke up to the sound of the phone ringing at such an unusual hour
Sunday morning. My Dads conversation went something like this:
“Whats wrong?” *Silence... * “Do
you need to go to the hospital?” *silence... * “You think so?”
*Silence... * “OK, I'll be there really soon. Love you”.
Dad
left the house in a hurry. Of course my Mom and I are very worried. I
sat on her bed practically shaking. We had no idea to what had just
happened. This was the beginning of a very difficult month. Where things would seem to crumble one after the other after
the other.
It
was awhile before we got an update but when we did we found out that
when Dad had got there and he saw his Mom in the worst state he had ever
seen her. He called an ambulance. They got to the hospital safely,
and they had almost immediately put a breathing tube in my grandma.
The severity of her condition was obvious now to my whole family.
God used my Dads hand condition to provide a way for him to be with my grandma all day everyday.
He is Sovereign to provide what we need, in ways we don't expect!
While she was in the hospital, she took many ups and downs. Turns for better, turns for worse.
It was Wednesday when my brother Seth too ended up at the Urgent Care. He closed a knife on his fingers and needed stitches.
So,
Dad has stitches in his hand, Tyler has stitches in his mouth and Seth
has stitches on his finger. On top of all that, Grandma is still in the
hospital.
By Friday my grandma was still in the
hospital, but by Gods grace, she was doing MUCH better. Gods Sovereign
Hand was the explanation of her healing. Though she still had a ways to
go, we knew she would get to go home in a few day! Praise the Lord!
That same Friday, we received more heartbreaking news.
Rachel, a close friends of ours, passed away along with her unborn daughter Selah Crosby.
It was ever so shocking. I couldn't stop crying. God was the One who gave us peace.
Though in significant, our basement flooded Sunday. See what I mean by everything seemed to be crumbling???
During this God had a very special plan. That plan was to draw us closer to Him!
You
see, I've realized that when life goes by easily, we tend to rely on
our own strength. We aren't constantly relying on Gods strength and
power to get us through.
In the end, Grandma is back to normal, God gave us peace about Rachel and we know we will see her again one day, Dad and Seth's hands are fine, and our basement has been fixed. (And Tyler healed quickly from loosing some wisdom...haha!)
God
is Sovereign to supply every need. No matter if it is as simple as a
cut finger, or as severe as the life of a loved-one. His will IS best!
May Jesus' love abound in your life today,
Kallie
