It has been a test of faith week this week. Dad went in for his 4th back surgery on Wednesday. It was his 4th surgery no big deal right? well.. The surgery went well, and everything looked good they were just waiting for him to come too. An hour passed he still hadn't come around.. two hours latter still no Dad. Three hours later Mom calls to let me know "Not to scare you or anything but it has been three hours past the time he should have come too and he hasn't woke up. They have done a catscan (that is spelled wrong but you know what I am talking about) and there is no blood clots or signs of stoke.. If he doesn't come around by morning they will do an MRI and the Neurologist will look at him." I was in shock! what we just wait... whats up with that? We call our friend who is an anesthesiologist, to see what could have happened since we couldn't talk to Dad's Dr. He gave us some hope but not too much.. I called back Mom to see what else they found out.. She said we just have to wait, she said that he would whimper every so often, but couldn't do much of anything else.
A while latter I called and she said that Jennifer had just spoke to Dad on the phone and had actually got him to shake his head in a "NO" response when she told him she was coming up to see him. He shook is head No when she said this and she asked him if it was because of the drive he shook his head yes.. And so then she asked me if I wanted to speak to him. I said yes... All I could say is Dad.. You have to wake up... Dad, you can't do this.. and then I just sat and cried on the other end of the phone I guess, Dad just cried.. tears running down his cheek he just cried.. I spoke to Mom a for a couple of minutes and it was during that time that some of our fears where eased. He opened his eyes, I heard the Dr in the back ground tell him, "good job keep them open" (by now about 4 hours later then they expected) Then they tried to get him to move is head.. He wouldn't Mom got off the phone then, so I just waited... Called to talk to Jennifer and let her know that he opened his eyes. During our conversation Mom's cell number came up and I answered, it was Dad... I told him he scared me, and I was so happy he was ok. I said that we were praying for him. Everyone.. especially Andrew. He told me he heard prayers, he told me he loved me, he said he loved his grandsons, Joseph and he missed us.
During this time all I could think of was, he can't go now, we get to go home in a few weeks. He has to make it till then.
Later I was talking to Mom about the experience and she said. "He said he was aware of everything from the time they lifted him off the table, he was in excruciating pain but couldn't say anything or do anything, he could hear everything around him and he was scared to death because all he could think was he was going to be like this for the rest of his life."
Now, he just say's to was an awful nightmare. He also said that he really thinks that this was a test for all of us and our prayers, he said he could hear prayer.. We all prayed so hard! we couldn't do anything at that time but rely on the Lord, and put it in his hands and say "Thy Will not my Will Lord and except the outcome" I am so thankful that this time the Lords Will and our Will was the same, I couldn't imagine if it had been different. Although, had it of been different I know the Lord would have helped us through that also.
I am so thankful for the Knowledge that Jesus is the Christ, that the Lord listens to our prayers and he know each of us individually. I am thankful for the Gospel and how much I learn of Christ's life, and hope that in some way I am trying to be like him. I am thankful for a now a day Prophet, a man who is called of God to receive modern day revelation, I am so grateful for Joseph Smith who brought forth the gospel, I am still in awe when I think of such a young boy the Lord entrusted to bring his gospel back to the earth. My heart is so full when I think of what all Jesus Christ went though to help insure (as long as I do my part) that I will return to live with our Lord God again. I am just so thankful for the knowledge of this all and I am thankful to my parents who took the steps necessary to raise us girls in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter day Saints. It is through their examples where I was able to gain a testimony of the truthfulness of the Gospel and I am eternally greatful for this. Thank you Mom and Daddy who taught us and is still teaching us to rely on the Lord and thru Him all is possible!
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Scary Week- Not just Halloween-Testimony building!
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