:: 9 years ::

:: As I said before, November is a big month for us. We have Cole's birthday, Paul's birthday, then my birthday -- all within the first 11 days of the month ::

:: We also have a quiet celebration of sorts, just before November. I say quiet, because we don't really do anything to celebrate it, it's just a day as any other. But it's not. It's the day 9 years ago that my Daddy had a severe seizure and collapsed in a hotel room with my Mom. They were away on a trip for the family business ::

:: Dad ended up in the hospital as this seizure was not in anyway expected and he had no real signs of showing the reason of the seizure. Obviously upon an MRI scan of his brain, they knew the cause and it was pretty much the most horrible news you can get. My Daddy had a brain tumor ::

:: Nine years ago, around this very celebratory time, my Daddy was told that his life would change - it affected everything. I took a leave of absence from my job at the time in the Big City to help take care of business with Dad because Mom still had to keep the "show" going with the family business - it was a crazy time ::

:: None of us really talk of that time nine years ago, as it's truly a distant memory - a pang of desperation to see your Dad in that situation, but good reigned. God fixed it all, if you don't know yet, we are a family of great faith in our Heavenly Father. This is how I remember it {it's the Cole's notes version}, Dad went into the hospital for another scan, it was there and forming and growing, not giving him any other side affects but still there. The doctors were neglectful to remove it as it was so close to the, well the rest of his brain - and SO many other side affects could be caused by removing it. Then we had a prayer meeting at our house one of these Fall nights in November and prayed for complete healing over my Daddy. A few days {probably more like weeks} later, Dad went in for another scan - the doctor couldn't believe his eyes, the tumor was gone ::

:: Beyond anything else that we had gone through we knew that Dad had been healed by the Great Physician - our Heavenly Father. So, it's been nine years since that great ordeal. The other day, I had to just say to my Mom "it's been nine years" and she knew exactly what I was talking about. See, it's not that far from our minds and certainly not far from our hearts, everyday I am reminded that God's promises are true and we are blessed to know personally the healing hand of God ::

:: Daddy - Grampie - Bobob * we celebrate you and the life that you have nine years later ::

:: Love Love Love ::


Laura said...

thanks for making me cry :P seriously so good to remind ourselves of the times that our heavenly Father carried (or healed) us!

Nadine said...

Well, now that I'm a blubbering mess. What an amazing story!!! This really hits home for me in so many ways. Thank you for sharing this, Shawna. It's always good to have a reminder of the many great things God does in our lives and to celebrate it!

Joanne said...

Still makes me cry, still amazed at God's mighty hand, still thankful every day God gives us. Still.

susan said...

I can't believe it has been 9 years! Praise God, He is so SO good to us!!
Thank you for sharing Shawna.

Sarah said...

WOW! What a great story! I am so glad your Dad is well and your boys are able to enjoy their Grandpa!

Cathy said...

Wow! What an amazing story Shawna. Thank you for sharing with us all.

God is good.

Anonymous said...

We are living in a state of Constant Grace. Psalm 116.
Thanks for sharing sweetie, (and for making my heart race in a good way).
Love ya, you are special.

From a very blessed and thankful Dad & Grampee

Theresa said...

Wow, I totally forgot about that. What a great reminder of the power of prayer!

Carrie said...

What a GREAT God we serve!!!! Thank you Shawna for sharing this today...I needed to hear it! We are believing for healing for someone very close to our hearts & often the waiting for the supernatural to come into the natural is frustrating but it is always worth it...God never lets us down, He always brings us through! Oh, and thanks for making this preggo mama cry :) Have a great weekend!

Laura said...

Oh, I am tearing up as I remember that day 9 years ago when I heard the news... and thought,
"Not SHAWNA'S Daddy!! It surely couldn't be!" My dear friend, how my heart broke for you, and how driven to prayer we were. Our Heavenly Father is so faithful - and here your Dad is, healthy and enjoying his family so much!
Thank you for telling us this story and for reminding us about the power of prayer and faith.

Char said...

Thanks Shawna, a great reminder of God's healing hand. I needed that today, thank you !

Kristin Erickson said...

Oh Shawna.
An extra measure of love to Grandpa and Grandma and you all.

Lisa B. said...

What a beautiful post...I'm a tear soaked mess after reading it...but so worth it. I remember that time, those words, clear as day. A journey so close to my heart I can truly celebrate with you that our God heals and has a plan and purpose for all things!

Love you Big Bob!

Kori said...

Keep sharing this story Shawna!
For some reason we tend to start popping pills (or running to the chiropractor!!) instead of turning to our Great Physician.
This was the perfect reminder for me today, Thank-you :)

Amanda said...

*tears* I praise God for Uncle Bob's healing as I remember going thur it all with your family and not believing that 'it could happen to him' and then being so thankful to our God for his healing. I love you Uncle Bob!

Anonymous said...

Brim over I to but I think the post should secure more info then it has.

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