They say "The Lord works in mysterious way" and it is not without reason. Now I am going to be the first to tell you I am not the best Christian out there. I try like heck, but I certainly have my faults.
Last summer the neighbor to one of our properties was hit by a car while on his motorcycle. He just never did seem to recover fully. Spent lots of time in hospital, nursing home, rehab, etc. Has been home for a good while now but had home nurse coming in to help him out. I had talked to other neighbors and friends and they kept telling me NOT to go see him because he just was a mess. Said he got tired and not to bother him. Mr. John liked to talk and I enjoyed his company whenever I visited the property.
Last week I felt this strange need to go see him. I decided I didn't care what others were saying. If he was still in rehab and having home health nurses in daily, then I am sure a friendly face couldn't hurt to try to lift his spirits. Seems like weeks following an accident the patient is flooded with visitors, but months following they get lonely. I stopped in hoping to find out what he sprayed on my apple trees last summer (he refused any money at the time). I figured I could repay the favor and spray mine and his pear trees at the same time this year. Unfortunately, his wife answered the door and told me he was sleeping. I asked her to let him know I stopped over and please let him know I said "hello" and to wish him my best.
Yesterday, I get a phone call from a neighbor on the other side of our property. Mr John had passed away. Like I said, the Lord works in mysterious ways. I truly believe He wanted me to stop in and see my neighbor. Some of God's miracles are often never heard by others. He is working in our daily lives, but we do not always take the time to listen. I truly believe He wanted me to see Mr John. Is it a miracle? I don't know. To me it is. Count your blessings people. You never know when your number is up. RIP Mr John.
Last summer the neighbor to one of our properties was hit by a car while on his motorcycle. He just never did seem to recover fully. Spent lots of time in hospital, nursing home, rehab, etc. Has been home for a good while now but had home nurse coming in to help him out. I had talked to other neighbors and friends and they kept telling me NOT to go see him because he just was a mess. Said he got tired and not to bother him. Mr. John liked to talk and I enjoyed his company whenever I visited the property.
Last week I felt this strange need to go see him. I decided I didn't care what others were saying. If he was still in rehab and having home health nurses in daily, then I am sure a friendly face couldn't hurt to try to lift his spirits. Seems like weeks following an accident the patient is flooded with visitors, but months following they get lonely. I stopped in hoping to find out what he sprayed on my apple trees last summer (he refused any money at the time). I figured I could repay the favor and spray mine and his pear trees at the same time this year. Unfortunately, his wife answered the door and told me he was sleeping. I asked her to let him know I stopped over and please let him know I said "hello" and to wish him my best.
Yesterday, I get a phone call from a neighbor on the other side of our property. Mr John had passed away. Like I said, the Lord works in mysterious ways. I truly believe He wanted me to stop in and see my neighbor. Some of God's miracles are often never heard by others. He is working in our daily lives, but we do not always take the time to listen. I truly believe He wanted me to see Mr John. Is it a miracle? I don't know. To me it is. Count your blessings people. You never know when your number is up. RIP Mr John.