Thursday, January 1, 2009
It's Just 365 Days
Another New Year began at midnight. While I have no reasonable predictions for 2009, I can't imagine it, or any successive year will come close to what '08 brought my family and I.
On New Year's Day one year ago I traveled the 200+ miles from home to Duke University Hospital where the pastors from my church (at my daughter-in-law's request), along with family and friends gathered to pray for her. I had just seen her barely a week earlier when our family had an early Christmas in Nathan and Tricia's motel room. A week later her health had continued to decline to the point that we had genuine fears her time left was very short. And to complicate things, she was still at least a week away from being able to deliver her child with the minutest of chances of survival.
The prayers said, Scriptures read and tears shed that January 1st, as a dozen or so of us crowded in her room on the 7th floor at Duke worked together to result in an emotional worship gathering. Watching Tricia's body fight so hard to take in what little breath she could was a vivid reminder that life is to be lived every moment for all it's worth because it is so very fragile.
We left the hospital for a long quiet ride home wondering if we were strong enough to go through the trials coming to our family; wondering if the faith behind our prayers was pleasing to God. More than likely you've read the story.
This morning I cooked breakfast for Tricia, Nathan and Gail. I watched Gwyneth laugh and enjoy her family and toys (even as she cuts her first tooth). The day was spent getting their new house ready to become their home.
Life is so "normal" for us today. Actually way better than normal. Mostly I've learned much about God's immensity and about my inadequacies.
It is quite astounding what can happen in a year.