|A new day begins|
I love Merv like a big brother. He was an elder at a church I attended for nearly ten years. He has helped me through some tough times, helping me to keep my perspective with his incredible sense of humor, candor and faith. He is my hero...he and his wife Dorrie. They were always people I could talk to, felt comfortable with. They have amazing hearts, comfortable, unassuming, loving and with them you know where you stand.
A few years ago Dorrie approached me and asked I would come help her with their garden, it needed renovating. It would become one of my favorite afternoons, there with Dorrie and her youngest daughters, pulling weeds, chatting and teaching, transplanting flowers, cutting back plants, lifting and restoring the garden in front of their home. Dorrie and I shopped for plants for the garden...it was a seemingly small investment in their lives. That was a couple of years before Merv started noticing his symptoms.
|The shadow of looming storm clouds|
After Merv was officially diagnosed Dorrie came up to me, gave me a hug and shared how much they were enjoying their trees and how much my help had meant to them. It blessed me especially in light of what they were dealing with, that God knew what they would face and began making provision for beauty in this little garden outside their front door. I was struck by this thought; how things we do for others without a view into the future will bring joy to them later in deeper measures in a season of need in their lives.
|Refreshing sunshine on a winter morning|
|Heavy storm clouds approaching|
|What storms lie ahead?|
|Clouds providing beauty in the morning light|
That Sunday the two of them stood before us and gave their future into the hands of God and into our hearts for prayer and for physical support when it became time. And we have prayed and prayed, through long days of struggle and pain, for hope, encouragement and faith that would not fail, for financial support, for miracles with hospital officials so he could finally have this surgery that will take place. The countdown has begun as of yesterday, April 10th...ten days...10 DAYS! We are praying for a miracle.
Merv writes a blog about his experience with Parkinson's...Merv's Little Brain Don't be afraid...read it. You will find it inspiring, insightful, honest and pretty funny too. He is a gift. I keep reminding him of that as often as I can and feel at times that I cannot say it enough.
Merv, Dorrie and Family...I trust you are reading this and I want to say I love you much, pray for you often, thank God for you all and am blessed to have you in my life. May God bless you all in spirit and bring healing to you Merv.