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Topic: FAITH (strong, confident belief in God) (02/26/15)
- TITLE: My BFF And Prayers
By C D Swanson
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I encouraged her where I could, watching her get weaker by the day. She was in need of a liver transplant that was the result of a medical condition. Whenever she'd tell someone about her liver they'd give her the "once over look" convinced she must have abused it through alcohol. It would irritate her which was expressly noted in her <i>beautiful kaleidoscopic-blue-green-lavender-eyes.</i>
She had a saintly disposition, and never uttered one unkind word about anyone or anything. Barbara was my closest ally in all things. We were the Lucy and Ethel of the 90's. We were closer than real-life sisters. Sharing the same views about life, politics and humanity overall, with a propensity to view things through humor, no matter what the circumstances might have been. It was a gift from God, laughter and crazy sense of humor. Plus, our love for the elderly, and animals, made us strong advocates of said subjects.
We worked together side-by-side in the nursing home industry for over a decade, until she was <i>forced</i> out due to her illness that started taking its toll, zapping her energy and ability to function in her capacity at work any longer.
When the owners asked her to resign she took a horrific turn immediately spiraling downward. Within days of her <i>"retirement"</i> she had to be hospitalized. The doctors determined she was sick enough to now be a candidate and finally placed her on the list.
We prayed for a liver match. It was about three weeks after Barbara was admitted our prayers were answered. We stood together in faith trusting God's will and His timing.
The day of the operation her daughter and husband were by her side as she was wheeled into the operating room. She had called me minutes before leaving her room, <i>"Our prayers were answered"</i> she whispered, her breath shallow and labored.
I answered, <i>"Yes, they were Barbara, Praise God. I'll see you when you're back in your room, we need to be telling each other stories into our golden years."</i>
Her voice now barely audible, <i>"I love you girlfriend."</i>
I tried hard not to cry and offer encouragement, my cracked voice gave me away, <i>"I love you too. Your family is going to be waiting for you when you wake up. And, I'll be there later tonight with my husband. God be with you."</i>
That was the last time we ever spoke. Her new liver responded and seemed to be working perfectly well after the operation. However, while in recovery, she hemorrhaged. They couldn't stop the profuse bleeding, and it was only a matter of time before she bled out. She never regained consciousness. The comfort in all of this was knowing she woke up in the arms of Jesus, free from pain and suffering.
Barbara finally received her liver that day but never was able to use it.
It was then that I realized something significant-- <i>God did answer our prayers just not in the way we had expected.</i>
<i>True Story that happened July 13, 2007</i>
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