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Sunday, April 29, 2012

God is a Shield-RJD #5




(Journal entry for June 17, 2010)

            Background: My sister-in-law had fallen on her driveway and hit her head on June 6. The ER staff at one of our local hospitals determined she needed to be transferred to a trauma hospital in Indianapolis. June 14th, the neurosurgeon called us and said he was taking her to surgery to release pressure in her head.

            Scripture of the day: “As for God, His way is perfect; the word of the Lord is flawless. He is a shield for all who take refuge in Him.” 2 Samuel 22:31

            God, our heavenly Father, protects us from harsh happenings, comforts us when we have to make tough calls.
            Today, Jim and I went down to Methodist Hospital, arriving on the floor in time to meet Martha’s neurosurgeon. What he told us was hard to hear. She had experienced several strokes inside her brain since her surgery. He showed us the CT scans taken over the past several days.
            “She isn’t going to get better.” The doctor spoke with compassion, His team stood behind us as he spoke.
            Even if she could get better, she wouldn’t be the same Martha we all knew and loved. Jim and she had talked about these things. He had already realized she was going to leave us.
            We drove home to get Roger and to make some calls. We asked Rita, our niece to go back down to the hospital with the three of us. One of Martha’s friends, that friend’s daughter and grandson arrived shortly after we returned.
            We sat and watched heart rate fall. It had been sporadic even yesterday, fall two points—raise three, drop three—raise one. Her heart rate fell to 0 at 3:26 P. M.
            Had her heart not given out, Jim would have had to held to her wishes and had the life support unplugged. But God didn’t want him to have to make that request. I am grateful that we were in God’s care and under His shield.
            That day, my husband lost his last living, sibling, our son lost his last aunt, her friends lost a loyal supporter-if only through prayer. We all know we will see her again. When she left us, she went to heaven and to Jesus

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