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Topic: Volunteer (11/23/06)
TITLE: Me , Me , Me , I’ll do it – The story of a sister’s love and a servants heart
By hazel moodley
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Three years ago and yet time has frozen in memories that day when I took the cup of the Lord and said if it be thy will , remove this cup from my hand, if not , Let thy will be done . My sister Ruby was diagnosed with cancer much earlier than three years ago but three years ago was that dreadful day when reality broke through and she needed me .
No-one to care for her , my heart broke and then I said Lord , Me , Me , Me ,I’ll do it . I chose to be God’s volunteer .Sounds quite heroic but far from it . This is the story of a sister’s love and a servants’ heart . She was much older than me. Come to think of it , I am the youngest , not a planned child but definitely a destined child. The one who cared for me , now needed caring , the one who carried me , now needed carrying , the one who nursed me , now needed nursing , the one who fed me , now needed feeding, the one who bathed me , now needed bathing , the one who dressed my cuts and bruises , now needed me.
The hardest challenge came with her trying to adapt to being cared for rather than her always giving care. I asked Lord how do I do it , fit a sisters heart into a working mums life . My little girl was four at the time and I worked full day yet every day the voice of God motioned me and granted me grace to endure.
Be Still and know that I am God , got me through the “I can’t understand” . I will never leave you nor forsake you got me through the “Why” and Yeah though you walk through the valley of death , you shall fear no evil got me through the “I am sad”. God was ever present in helping me care for my sister.
A year seemed forever and yet it went so fast. Super-strength to carry her , patience to feed her , compassion to dress her wounds , love to hold her and mercy to reach out was part of my daily spiritual diet .
Eyes that once roamed to and fro , now saw neither day , nor night . Legs that walked about , now remained still. Words became her vision and sounds her journey . Every day got harder , but nothing deterred my heart . Watching the one you love , slowly slip into a new dimension of hope was harder on the mind than the heart. One day at a time , sweet Jesus was my vitamin for the day.
A year later the trumpet of the Lord sounded and time was no more , Ruby stepped into eternity . No more pain , no more suffering , no more despair . I could of turned a deaf ear or even looked the other way but instead God got a hold of me put on his volunteer jacket , tapped me on the back and spurred me on. The Son of God came to serve and not to be served so the servant of God came to serve and not to be served.
I did it Lord , I made someone else’s journey home to you a little more comfortable , a little more merciful and a little less painful . And the Lord said , there goes my volunteer , about her Father’s business.
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