week of reflection and prayer
It's the week my father received his life giving liver transplants. Yes, two. The first one only lasted a year, but the second one gave him a bunch more years with us, and for that I'll always be grateful. I remember this week those families who lost their loved ones and gave the organs so dad and others could have another chance at life.
Today is the day four years ago that Grandpa passed away. Rev. John D. Friesen effected thousands of peoples lives, and many know God today because of his love for God and them. He was my grandpa and he loved me and he told me so. I wish I could be as faithful and committed and effective in the ministry as he was.
Six days after he died, Grandma died too. The two couldn't be apart, they were a team. The last thing she told me was that she loved me. That to me is a wonderful legacy, all that love.
This week is also the week when some friend's lives were turned upside down as their daughter passed away suddenly in an auto accident. I can't begin to imagine the pain of such loss, but what I can do is pray for them. And I do.
This week in May has become a quiet, reflective, prayerful time for me. Its good to remember and to say thank you for the good gifts. It's good to ask for consolation for those who still hurt. It's good to just spend time with the Father because he always tells me he loves me too.
And so that's where I'll be this week.