I had finally put my baby boys to sleep and had fallen asleep myself when my husband came in the room and asked me to pick up the phone. It was my little sister calling from the hospital in Show Low, AZ. My mother had somehow collapsed and had to be rushed to the emergency room.
A while later, Kay, a close friend of our family, said in a calm but very serious tone that my mom was going to be air lifted to a larger hospital in Flagstaff, and that my family and I needed to fly there immediately. She said my mom was in very critical condition and that she might not make it through the night. My mother had suffered a cerebral aneurysm. A blood vessel had broken and she was bleeding in her brain.
All I could do was to pray. I prayed that if it was God’s will, to please spare my dear mother’s life. Let me see her before she passes away, at least.
I have always been very close to my mom. She has been my emotional support in all the difficult times as well as the happy times of my life. She always comforted me when I was sad, gave helpful advice when I did not know where to turn, and helped me to learn how I might be a good wife, mother, and friend. Whenever anyone in our family was sad, she was always the one to give a listening ear, a word of encouragement and a cheerful smile. She has been a strong support for many people. It was very difficult for me to imagine how I could possibly live without her.
Through my prayers and tears, I felt God saying, “Trust in Me. I will be your support. I will never leave you nor forsake you”. In I Peter 5:7 it says, “Casting all your care upon him; for he careth for you”. The promises of God have never meant so much to me as now. I have found much comfort in knowing that God hears my prayers, and cares about my mother more than anyone can.
It has been three weeks now since my mother’s aneurysm. I praise God that she is still alive and is now recovering. She has undergone brain surgery and two brain spasms. She is still in serious condition with many challenges to face, but I am trusting in God.
Although my mother’s illness has been difficult for our family, it has brought us closer together. We have realized how important life is and to not take it for granted. We have remembered the many things my mother has taught us through her life and through her strong faith in God. I know now that everything is in God’s hands. I can trust in Him.
Yes, trusting in God is the only thing that has carried me through thus far. I ask if you could remember my mother in your prayers. Thank you so much.
