Difficult Seasons

I’ve visited with him several times over the last five weeks.  He’s the kind of man you’d enjoy having a cup of coffee with, asking about his life and hearing his stories.

Instead, we’ve gotten to know each other standing outside his daughter’s ICU room as she continues to fight with everything she’s got to survive.  She’s hanging on by a thread  — again.  She’s rallied some after crashing — again.

And he’s still told me some about his life, and he’s told me some of his stories.  Except, most of what he’s told me about his life has to do with his faith, and his stories have a spiritual theme.

“My minister tells me I’m a work in progress.  Faith has not come easily for me.”

“We military guys who were tough and played hard when we were young, look for spiritual meaning when we’re old.”

“My friend nearly died a while back.  He found faith during that experience.”

I can’t even imagine what this dad’s going through, what he’s feeling.

But I know that he makes it through each hour, each day, through a growing faith that’s a work in progress.  Just like mine, just like yours.

Tags: Care Giving, Faith, spirituality

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