As I mentioned yesterday, here on Life with Lynnie (LwL), I once again had to stay home and not go to worship with my church family.
On Saturday afternoon, I felt badly that I could not attend the open house, being held at our church building. I had received an invitation in the mail, inviting me to attend it.
The reason wasn't for people to come and see our church building. It was to celebrate our pastor's 50th birthday, as I mentioned recently.
Not knowing for sure if he was aware of what was happening, or if it was a surprise party, I elected to not e-mail him, wishing him Happy Birthday!, until Saturday afternoon. This was the time period when people were expected to celebrate his birthday.
Yesterday, my pastor e-mailed me. He asked me how I was doing, and wondered if I would be able to attend worship services if someone offered to pick me up and drive me.
To be honest, I thought this was very loving of my pastor, to make an effort to help me. I would love to have been able to respond saying, 'yes'! However, I am not in a position to do this.
In fact, I must admit that I am having so much pain from this drainage tube system, that I don't even get dressed. Instead, I remain in a nightgown, etc. so that I don't have to hurt myself with clothing.
And, the pain level changes from day to day. It depends upon which nurse helps me, and how they cover the drain where it is coming out of my body.
Yesterday, I was in such agony, I just felt awful.
Of course, with yesterday being Father's Day, it wasn't an encouraging day, either. Like some of my friends, I felt badly that my dad (and mom) are no longer here on earth.
In addition, I felt badly that my now deceased husband wasn't here on earth, either. To make things worse, it was discouraging to realize that I couldn't even drive myself to go to the cemetery.
However, after admitting my upset to God, and praying, He encouraged me. In a way, I never expected.
My friend A, was busy visiting with family, when I called her in the early afternoon. She said she'd call me back.
A called me back. Not from home, though. She called me from the cemetery, where both her husband and mine, are buried.
This was surprising to me.
What was even more surprising, was the fact that A recalled what area Gordon was buried in, but seemed to have trouble locating his grave site. I wondered why she was looking for it.
A let me know that she and her family members had gone to her husband's grave and the graves of other family members. They had placed flowers on each grave.
She let me know she wanted to place flowers on Gordon's grave, as well. I was shocked!
This brought tears to my eyes.
Never before, had anyone done something like this for me. While I thanked A, and directed her to the exact location of Gordon's grave, I also prayed and thanked God.
I thanked God for her. And, her family members that were with her.
A let me know that since she knew I could not have visited Gordon's grave, she wanted to encourage me and honour Gordon.
How grateful I was for this. Thank you, A! May God bless you, my friend.
Thinking about how loving my friend A was, brought to mind 1 John 4:7, "Beloved, let us love one another: for love is of God; and every one that loveth is born of God, and knoweth God."
Yes, I felt encouraged, by what A did for me. But, I also felt loved.
Especially, since she let me know that she did this for me, because she loves me.
Loving each other, is so very important. Just as God told us. For everyone that belongs to God, who loves others, is showing the love they have not just for whoever they are doing something for, but also, their love of God. And, obedience to His Word.
Believe me when I say that I prayed for each of you, who were missing a loved one, yesterday. And, I pray God will bless each of you, as you show your love of God, to others.
Until next time...
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