Earlier, I went from high to low in the matter of just a few minutes. The high was actually left over from yesterday’s events. They were tremendous! We had a splendid day at my home church. We had a positive mid-year congregational meeting led by our spiritual shepherds. They also introduced some exciting changes we plan to implement in September, which seemed to be well received. The Lord willing, I’ll write more about our plans and progress in the days to come.
Yesterday afternoon was one of those “red letter days” you sometimes read about. My home church, which is primarily Anglo-American, met for worship and table fellowship with several congregations from the surrounding Delaware Valley, all of which have a primarily African-American membership. I was privileged to have the opportunity to preach for this gathering. What a joy! What a blessings! I told them that the gathering reminded me of Jesus prayer in John 17:20-21. I also said that in my imagination I could see Jesus leaning over to our Heavenly Father saying, “They’re trying, Father. They are really trying!” What a glorious day it was. How pleasant the afternoon was.
Then, with one phone call we were sent reeling. One of the teenagers from our church family (he is my daughter’s age and accompanied us to the beach last week) spoke with my wife, Telesa, telling her that his mother, who had routine surgery last Friday, had been rushed to the hospital, unconscious. We immediately rushed to the hospital. The teenager’s husband, Bob, whom I wrote about in early July in a post entitled A “Spiritual Oasis” Sort of Day, met us at the entry to the hospital’s emergency room. He spoke two words which sent us plummeting to the depths. He said, “She’s gone.” We hugged and cried, cried and hugged and eventually said our final goodbyes. We do believe we will see her again, but we will miss her. Her beloved Bob will miss her. Her boys…oh, her boys will miss her.
I had thought that my blogging respite would end today. I have a list of about twenty topics which I’d like to explore with my blogging friends, but these will just have to wait for a few more days, maybe longer. Please keep Bob and his boys in your prayers. Please ask God to work through me to bring comfort, hope and peace to this family during this trying time.
Blessings to all,