A passage from My Journey With My Father.
I remember, as if it was yesterday when I received a phone call no parent wanted to hear.
On November 3, my husband and I traveled to Frederick to shop and have lunch. On the way home, I started experiencing feelings of distress about our son.
My husband asked, “Are you okay?”
I said, “No.”
Later that evening, I went to bed earlier than normal. Eleven o’clock I woke up and could not go back to sleep. Within ten minutes, I received a call from my sister telling me to get up, write down this phone number to call immediately because Blake was in the hospital in Texas.
At this point, I’m thinking, what in the world is he doing in Texas!
Within minutes, I called the hospital and spoke with the nurse who was caring for Blake. She stated, he was on life support because of cardiac arrest and the prognosis did not look good.
Then, my thoughts going in all different directions wondering how this occurred. Most of all, telling his Father about his son. It feels as if I’m experiencing a bad dream. I began to weep and pray to the heavenly Father for strength and guidance to endure this time of need. I know the heavenly Father will never leave me and will supply all my needs according to His riches and glory.
My husband and I are on our way to San Antonio, Texas to see our son.
The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside quiet waters, he restores my soul. He guides me in paths of righteousness for His name’s sake. Even though I walk through the valley of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me.
Psalm 23:1-4 (NIV)
