When it comes time to think about leaving this world, for many it is about unfinished business. It is for Norman a dear friend of mine, eighty-one years old. He is a long time mental therapist and pastor who, despite his obvious counselling expertise and fine intellect, has all too common worries about some of his family.
Norm is currently reviewing and editing a book I just finished. Despite the ravages of two heart operations, and a stroke that has left him with limited speaking ability (two years of therapy just to gain what speech he has); and, as of yesterday, a commencement of chest pains, and a diagnosis of Parkinsons, he is perfectly ready to join the Lord.
We would pray for his healing, but he is way beyond that desire; he wants only prayer and counsel that he might have Power as he writes to his daughter and two grandchildren who are, at best, agnostics – that they find God; hopefully in his lifetime. This is his only desperation.
How often does this happen even to the most faithful servants. He asked me to view his last testimony -that it be a convincing as it can possibly be. There is always that nagging fear, often guilt; that we should or could have done something more. Who among us can change those circumstances as a last ditch effort?
The counsel has been, “In God’s time, not ours”. Can we always settle for that? Always we must. Yet, there is that glimmer of hope that calls upon that miracle of intervention. Norm would have me first read His plea, his testimony.
Surely the Spirit will write it. Who could edit it. My prayer would be that it would be anointed, and that it would fill his desires for their conversion.
In the meantime, he insists on carefully reading my work, making copious thoughtful comment… and at the end giving me an underserved “A” as he returns the installments to me. God bless this dear afflicted man who would share himself to the very end. May he have the Peace he so desires.
Thank you for your prayers.