On My Knees, Praying

March 23, 2009....This is the day I will never ever forget. My dad collapsed at home due to medical problems. I arrived at his house and he was unconscious and not responding. I went off the deep end at that point. I hit my knees and began rocking back and forth praying to my God. After I finished praying, I went to my daddy and called out to him, "Daddy, can you hear me?" As I said this I was rubbing his arm and holding his hand. He looked at me, and that was a slight sigh of relief. I asked, Daddy are you hurting anywhere?" He mumbled in a weak voice, "no". Daddy had been sick for several weeks. He was in constant pain and could not bear to eat. But for that brief moment he was pain free. This was Gods way of allowing Daddy to have some last pain free hours. Daddy passed the next day due to internal bleeding. That was the hardest thing I have ever had to deal with. I will tell you and I am so glad that God was in my life. If it had not been for HIM, I would have never been able to cope with the loss of my Daddy.
My daddy was the only person I could talk to about anything. He related to almost everything that I endured and could not figure out on my own. Still to this day I think of picking up the phone to call him, when something is bothering me. But I know that with God's help he answers me all the time. Cause I know God listens to me now and has always listened. I was just too blind to see that. I know that my daddy is with God. No doubt about it and I will see him again. God loves me...all the time.