Posted by bassett in Uncategorized | 4 Comments
…thoughts i’ve never thought before…sort of.
The truth is. I’m not really sure how to feel right now. My father is in the hospital, in a condition I’m not quite sure how to explain. And I’d rather not go into details of much really. However its pretty serious, and it scares me. I’m never too afraid of much actually. I love scary movies. Haunted houses are only scary when your seven or if your a girl. I’m a little worried when driving in a car (if I’m not driving, I’ve been in a few accidents, so every now and then it gets scary when people drive crazy).
Anyways. My Dad. Scares me.
Up until now I’ve been strong. Not much of what has occurred with my dad has affected me. I love him to death but most of what has been told to me (about previous conditions), seemed like no big deal.
For possibly the last four times I have had to teach home church, ironically my dad goes checks into the hospital. This week I have to teach. And yes. He is in.
Only this time. I’m scared. possibly more than I should be. But Dads’ liver. And his kidneys. Are failing.
I can only pray he gets better.
And I can only pray, and dream that I get an opportunity to share the gospel once more. To a father, with open ears.
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My Dad’s only friends are dipsomaniacs.
All they can offer him is more alcohol. And all that equals is pain, discomfort, and ultimately death.
My father’s son. Me. Well, I know the Lord.
What the Lord can offer is Hope, Truth, and Love.
And Life.
Wow B! Sorry to hear about your dad. I’ll definitely be praying for your hc teaching and that you can have an opportunity to share the gospel again with him soon. I’ll pray he hears it clearly!
B, if there is anything I know about you it is your potential to love. You are my brother and I could not imagine being where I am without the impact you have been in my life.
From what I have heard you have been with your father every step of the way. If there is a more fearful face than death, then I do not want to know what it is. In your father’s shoes, this must be a terrifying spot to be in, regardless if he has thrown in his chips or not. If you have shown him even a fraction of the love you have shown me, then I can assure you that your efforts have been working immensely on his heart.
Time is short; don’t give up. Even if he makes it out of the hospital, there is no security of the cruel world we live in. The Lord is with you at all times, and with such companionship you have the potential to save your dad.
This should not be anything new to you bro, but I’m sure there have been many distractions in your life (I say this from my own experiences). Just remember who you are, that you are loved, and you are a very strong brother when your focus is on the Lord.
I love you man, you have my prayers.
B, that is scary. We’ll be praying that your dad gets better soon.
I don’t know what to say B. I feel some of your pain based on how fast things transpired with my mom late last year. I’m sure he has seen a change in you over the last few years. You have been faithful with them. Based on current information, it sounds like he is very close to crossing over from here to ‘there’ – such a misunderstood and unfamiliar territory. So final. One thing that has hit me over these last few weeks (and it seems so obvious), I can’t talk to my mom on the phone or face to face anymore. I’m praying for you, your mom & dad & all of the blind folks that know them – that they will begin to question the point of it all.