Isn’t this what Christmas is all about?
In the afternoon on Christmas Eve, we sent Dad off in an ambulance to the ER. He had a fever, had symptoms of a stroke (weak left side and drooping head) and wasn’t able to communicate or stand.
Christmas came alive.
As we sat in the ER and later in Dad’s room I found that my attitude had changed. When I heard of the crisis --- instantly all the “trappings” of Christmas became totally unimportant. I left behind all the wrapping, shopping, baking, and planning etc. I was suddenly thinking about more basic life issues. There is a lot of time to ponder things in the ER. As we waited for information, we tearfully sang our favorite Christmas carols.
Christmas came alive. Jesus - was – born - to - die.
We were the people and we were rubbing shoulders with the people that Jesus was born for.
We were walking through this as a family with the Lord’s presence right beside us because Jesus had been a baby!
Dad will be in heaven whenever he does pass from this life because Jesus was born.
We have been given a gift. Jesus is that gift. The Lord made me freshly aware of His gift again in that ER cubicle. Christmas came alive.
They found pneumonia in both lungs! The CAT scan showed no evidence of a stroke. Dad is responding well to treatment for the pneumonia and almost back to normal. He’s joking around and giving everyone a hard time. “smile” That’s another gift the Lord gave us. Matthew said that it was the best part of our Christmas. Today, a week later, we are moving Dad to a rehab down the street for physical therapy before coming home. We are rejoicing.
A belated Merry Christmas to each of you!!