Could the End Be Near?

Sunday night I received the phone call a person never wants to answer. My dad was on the other end and told me he was in the ER with Mom. She had a fever of 103, and was dying. My cousin came on the phone and gave me the details of what the doctor said, which was she was transitioning into death. The message was clear: if I want to see my mom alive, I needed to get up there as soon as I possibly could. My heart broke. I told my wife we had to get up there.

Because of circumstances with our jobs, it'll be Friday before we can get up there. I listened to music until we went to bed the night of the call. I prayed that night and the next day God would keep her alive until I could get up there to see her.

God has answered that prayer. Monday afternoon I got word that she had bounced back, and she has improved each day since (including today). I thanked God for answering my prayer. Tuesday morning I was getting ready to go to work when God gave me a reality check. He said, "David, thank you for praising me for bringing your mom back, but I must tell you this is temporary. You still need to go up there."

That message stuck with me throughout the day. Later that afternoon, God spoke to me again. He said, "David, I want you to do something when you're with your mom this weekend. I want you to thank her for all she did, and tell her you love her. I want you to do this in case it's the last time." That night Dad told me that people who rebound get even worse soon after.

Will it be the last time I see her? Only God knows the answer to that. What I do know is that when God tells me to do something, there's always a purpose behind it. I'm choosing to do what He says so I won't have any regrets. Mom was the main tool used by God to get me to where I am today, and whether she goes, or whether she stays, I want her to know I'll be ok.