Some Glad Day

God called me last night. Strangely, He sounded a lot like my little sister. The conversation was brief—she just called to say she loved me—but it was one of the best calls I’ve ever received.

My sister, Patsy, has lupus and has lived with the disease most of her adult life. I don’t know much about the disease but I know, in her case, it entails a lot of pain and involves a constant deterioration of the bones. She’s had so many replacement surgeries I jokingly refer to her as the six million dollar woman; I’m not sure, but I think she has more artificial joints than real ones.

Patsy doesn’t hurt a little bit some of the time; she hurts a lot most of the time. Yet she goes on, living her life with strength and determination unlike anyone I know, doing her best to be happy in spite of the constant debilitating pain. But sometimes she gets angry, and many times her anger is directed toward God. I can’t say that I blame her.

But, as you may know if you read my daily encouragements, our mother is a praying woman and her constant prayer throughout her life has been based on the last part of Joshua 24:15: but as for me and my house, we will serve the LORD. Mom is convinced if she remains faithful her children will not only believe in and trust God, but they will serve Him. And though we’ve all believed in God from an early age, the serving of Him was not to be.

Slowly, however, the tide has begun to turn. Four years ago, I started writing daily encouragements, and I now write a blog dedicated to encouraging others; in the past few years, my brother, Ken, has grown close to the Lord; it seems recently Patsy is not angry with God anymore; and Mom just keeps on praying.

As we talked on the phone, my little sister couldn’t see the smile on my face, or the tear making its way slowly down my cheek, and she couldn’t hear the Alan Jackson song playing in my mind:

I want to stroll over Heaven with you some glad day

When all our troubles and heartaches are vanished away

Then we’ll enjoy the beauty where all things are new

I want to stroll over Heaven with you

One glad day I’ll stroll over heaven hand-in-hand with my family; And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away. Revelations 21:4

I love you, Patsy.

4 Comments »

  1. Beautiful.

  2. Thank you…I grew up in a family that the parents were non-church goers. They did the appropriate milestones like baptism and attended my marriage in a church near where I went to nursing school, but my mother said once…she did not believe in an afterlife. But I do believe in prayer, and that it has a positive effect…thank you for sharing this.
    Peace.

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