Monday, March 16, 2009

60 Minutes

"We have this moment to hold in our hands
and to touch as it slips through our fingers like sand;
Yesterday's gone and tomorrow may never come,
But we have this moment today."

After a horrendous weekend, last night God gave us 60 minutes.

60 minutes of coherent conversation

60 minutes of lavish love

60 minutes of miraculous moments

60 minutes of precious ponderings

60 minutes of jubilant joy

60 minutes of high hope

60 minutes of carefree celebration

60 minutes of blessed breathing

60 minutes of embraced excitement

60 minutes of wonderful worship

60 minutes of noteworthy normal

60 minutes with my dear daddy

This morning time has stolen again the progress of those 60 minutes. Dad is bleeding profusely. Difficult decisions need to be made. Daddy is hooked up to machines and tubes. An oxygen mask appears as an intruder on Daddy's face.

Daddy is not the only one struggling to breathe. I feel like life is continually being sucked out of me. Breath of heaven, breathe on me...for the next 60 minutes and then I'll ask the same request again.

20 comments:

Sita said...

Praying, my dear sister...don't understand His "allowing"..but I do trust in His trust in You...

Cheri Bunch said...

With you in Spirit, Joy!

I know that your gratitude for the sixty minutes blesses Him.

Love you lots,
Cheri

Kim said...

God hears your grateful heart in this horrible situation. Keep clinging to him.

praying...

Kim

Leah said...

Oh Joy, it is so difficult to watch your parents suffer and struggle. I know, I did it with my precious Daddy as he battled cancer for 22 months. It is excruciating.

You are in my thoughts and prayers.

Leah

Karen said...

Dear Joy,

I am still praying for you and your family!

-Karen

Marilyn in Mississippi said...

Joy,
As soon as I finished reading your post I started praying for your Dad, you, and your family....that our Lord would wrap each of you in His loving arms and let you FEEL his comfort and His peace today no matter how the war rages around you! And then the chorus to one of my very favorite songs came into my mind..."Peace, peace, wonderful peace...Coming down from the Father above...Sweep over my spirit forever I pray....in fathomless billows of love."

Love to you,
Marilyn

Anonymous said...

Please please be thankful for the 60 minutes God has blessed you with.......... Believe me what ever happens to your father. You will always have these minutes.. They are a HUGE gift from GOD.

I know.. I have had precious moments given to my by my God also days before losing a mother, father to cancer and a precious husband, to a plane crash...

You are being prayed up and covered.. He is carrying you through... He is our all and all........kathy

Teresa @ Grammy Girlfriend said...

Sending my love and prayers.


From someone that SO understands...

Teresa

elaine @ peace for the journey said...

60 minutes...the gift of the next hour. Some breathe well; some not so much. Seems as if you're caught between breaths, friend. I am so sorry.

May the peace and comfort of knowing Whose we are be your portion in the next sixty minutes and beyond.

Much love`elaine

Catherine said...

Praying for you minute by minute, moment by moment. Asking God for His breath in you and Grandpa too as well as your precious mom and sisters too. Love to all of you. Lifting you in prayer often. Specifically praying now for the bleeding and breathing.

Laura said...

Joy,

Praying for sixty more minutes, sixty more hours, sixty more days, precious friend. I'm so sorry for this difficult journey. Praying, praying, praying.

heartreflections said...

Yes, Father in Heaven, send Joy Your breath, Your life, Your love... breath of heaven, breathe peace into your servant Joy.

Runner Mom said...

Thank you Lord for those precious 60 minutes! You will always have those!

I am with you in prayer and in tears, sweet friend. God is there with you...run to Him over and over again!

Love you!
Susan

Julie said...

Dear friend, I am so sorry, so very sorry.....

I know about the oxygen mask that looks like an intruder. My father was wearing one until he met Jesus face to face. It broke my heart as I watched him struggle to breathe...

There are no words to say in a time like this, other than I feel your pain. I understand where you are....
though the details of our circumstances are different..... I feel with you....

Please keep me posted.
Love,
Julie

Beth E. said...

Oh, Joy, my heart breaks for you. Hold on to God's unfailing hand. Trust in Him to take care of your Dad, you, AND the rest or your family.

Praying for 60 more...and 60 more...and 60 more...etc.

Love to you,
Beth E.

hkudla said...

Oh my dear Joy,
what else can I say? Everyone has already said it here.
My heart goes out to you. I and my small group are all praying. I am giving them constant email updates, so they know how to pray.
Love you my sweet friend.
Praying always,
Heather

alittleilife said...

Hold on to those 60 minutes, and remember - you could get another 60 at any time! Still praying...

Paula (SweetPea) said...

Sometimes that all we can do...sometimes we ask for 60 seconds just to ask for another. Life can cause us to want just a moment by moment survival.

You are in His hands for sure.

Judy Dearing said...

Precious Joy - you and your father remain in my prayers.

Kathy S. said...

A Mighty Fortress is our God, a Bulwark never failing. A Helper He amid the flood, of mortal ills prevailing...

God, grant peace where there is anxiety, hope where despair, and rest where there is doubt. Heal, Jehovah Rapha! The God who heals! Bring your light and your life into this situation. In Jesus' Name!

Joy~much Jesus~love from these bloggy sisters.