Written by: Gaye DeMers
Last year was a year of prayer for our family. Many health issues seem to surround us, our grandson, our son-in-law, our daughter, our granddaughter. As things passed, it seemed that one more thing would come with no regrouping before the next thing arrived.
On Monday October 27th Gerry, my husband of forty seven years, told me that on the weekend he had had some chest pains and nausea in the night on the Saturday night. I asked how he was feeling now and he said fine. After some calls to our doctors office, a brief stop to see the doctor, and both times telling him he should go to the emergency room he did. He had driven himself in and decided he would jog from the parking lot to the hospital so he would perhaps have symptoms. When he got to triage he told them he was having some chest pains and he was taken into the emergency room right away.
At this point he called me and said they where going to do some tests, then he would stop at the church on the way home and do a little job he wanted to finish up and be home. The next call I received was from a friend of our daughters who works in the emergency room to say he was being admitted to the CCU unit.
I was in shock… I called our kids, our pastors, a dear friend that I pray with every Monday, our small group friends, my sister, all who believed in the power of prayer. I asked them to let the rest of our friends know and pray.
The doctor said he had a hardly detectable heart attack with no damage to his heart. Tuesday they did an angioplasty and discovered that he had three blocked arteries; one artery was 99% blocked ,another was 90% blocked, and one 60%. On Wednesday he was taken by ambulance to University Hospital in London. Friday he had surgery.
One of our friends said to him don’t you dare die on us, and Ger said if I do I will be looking down from Heaven smiling and saying “I’m here and you’re not!” We all laughed.
The prayers flowed to our Heavenly Father, we could feel them. Emails, texts, Facebook posts, (that’s modern technology) telephone calls, visits’, everyone praying.
James 5:16 says this: “Confess your faults one to another and pray one for another, that you may be healed. The effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much.”
We prayed for Gerry, we prayed for the surgeons and the staff, we prayed for God’s will, we prayed with him before he went into surgery. The nurse that was there said “you know we nurses pray too.” We told him there would be one extra person in that operating room that would be with him … Our Lord.
What a difference a moment, an hour, a day can make in our life. We where so blessed that in all of our praying God was merciful and that Gerry came through the surgery and recovery so very, very well. Whatever the outcome was we knew that God was with us through it all. In this blip on the screen of life, where would we be without the support, love and many prayers of those who love the Lord. God is there in the hard times as well as the good times and we are rejoicing in that; what would we do without that assurance?!
Hug your spouse, your kids, your family, your friends. Tell them you love them. We forget in the rush of life what is really important.
….and most of all remember: God is good all the time. All the time God is good.
Gaye is a wife of forty seven years to her wonderful husband Gerry, a mom to three much loved grown kids, one great daughter-in-law, and two wonderful son’s-in-law. She is a very blessed ‘Amma’ (grandma) to nine wonderful grandkids. She loves having a house full of people.
Gaye says: “Even though I am sixty-nine years old, I am still amazed at Gods love for me and feel privileged to learn more about Him every day. I believe God is not finished with me yet, and am excited to see where He will take me next.”