Every Moment Counts To God

 

It’s the middle of the night as I write this.  My sister nor I have had much sleep over the past 36 hours, yet we find ourselves positioned beside Daddy’s bed, one on one side, one on the other.  Daddy has decided he wants to talk.  Of course, some of what he says we can’t understand and some of it makes no sense at all, but some of it is so worth the weariness we both feel.

Over these past weeks, we have questioned why God doesn’t just take Daddy on home with Him.  We have begged him to pour out His mercy and shorten his suffering.  But this week, in my morning devotionals, I came across this statement:  “Even though heaven seems so inviting, the time we have left on Earth matters to God.” *

This has had a powerful impact on us, to say the least.  Yes, this is hard, but there have been so many things we would have missed out on if God had already called him home.  A statement was made to me recently that there was just nothing good in all of this.  But the truth is, there is plenty of good.  We may not understand it, but if each moment matters to God, then it is good.

In these past few moments, after taking several spoons of lemonade ice chips, Daddy smacked his lips and mouth as only he can.  It is his own special talent that he can only do when something is really, really good to him and that all of us have tried our whole lives to imitate without success.  This gave us a great laugh.

Then Debbie asked him if he wanted us to sing to him again and he, in his very weak voice, sang the whole first verse and chorus of “Jesus Loves Me.”  This from a man who just said he could hear Jesus calling him home and had earlier said he didn’t understand why it’s taking so long.

To top off our special middle of the night-time, we asked him if he could remember his trademark song, “Temptation.”  Low and behold, he started singing it!!!  Now if we didn’t know the words, we wouldn’t have known what he was singing, but he sang it anyway.  Daddy has his own unique version of this song and, there again, we have tried our best to mimic him without success all our lives.

This special time with him trumps any tiredness we feel.  These are memory moments. Special moments shared between a father and his two daughters.  As the old MasterCard commercials said, this is PRICELESS!

Yes, God knows absolutely what He is doing and when He calls Daddy home, it will be the perfect time.  Until then, we will cherish the hard moments and the special moments.  Every single moment is a gift from Him.

Lots of love, Sharon (and Debbie)

 

*[Our Daily Bread, June 20, 2018, Randy Kilgore]


2 thoughts on “Every Moment Counts To God

  1. I love how you love Papa B and he gives it back! Are you audio taping any of his songs?

    Loved seeing you both yesterday. I am so sorry for your weariness, but so thankful to see you continue steadfastly to represent the love of Christ.🙏

    On Sat, Jun 23, 2018 at 9:54 AM Life Without Les wrote:

    > lifewithoutles posted: ” It’s the middle of the night as I write this. > My sister nor I have had much sleep over the past 36 hours, yet we find > ourselves positioned beside Daddy’s bed, one on one side, one on the > other. Daddy has decided he wants to talk. Of course,” >

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