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Topic: RELEASE (08/02/18)
TITLE: Surpassing Greatness
By Rachel Rudd
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A step at a time.
An inch that turns into a mile.
A walker supported her movement but did not check the pain eating into her. She recalled what she often said to her granddaughter, “I’m moving slow this morning, doll.” Slowness was no longer an option. Her body demanded slowness.
She finally made it to her chair where she could be free of the worst of the pain. Her mind began to drift as she relaxed.
Each day of the past year had faded into the next. Some days she could move around the house while others the chair became her abode. Most days she could only make it for what was essential.
One day stuck out like a sunflower in a field of wheat. Her 90th birthday. Each face of her family and friends she saw that day let her taste a little bit of heaven. The memories propped her up again and again. They had all come to celebrate her. To be with her.
Thank you, Lord. Thank you for my family and friends. Thank you for your love. Thank you that one day I get to see your loving face. Show them your love. Let them know the height, the width, and the breadth of your love.
Other days blossomed in her memory. All the times people she loved had come to visit her kept her going. Every time family or friends crossed her threshold it brought joy to her heart.
Thank you for your joy, Lord. I will rejoice in you. The joy of the Lord is my strength.
Strength. Did she have strength to get up for breakfast? Her caretaker left food for each day, but she still had to make it to the refrigerator.
Once again, she dragged her legs along the carpet. The pain arrested her body with every inch. Lord, you’re going to have to help me here.
The Scripture she read that morning came to mind. “Who will rescue me from this body that is subject to death?” Paul might have been talking about something else, but it sure fits here, too!
She finally made it to the kitchen and back to her chair. That was a workout!
After breakfast her stomach began to protest. It felt like her insides couldn’t agree on what was up or down. Her head joined the argument and seemed to vacillate on her shoulders. I’d better get Life Alert to check my vitals.
A tap of a button quickly alerted the paramedics. This wasn’t the first time they had to come, but she was grateful every time they did.
Her mind drifted even more as she waited and her strength seemed to fade. Lord, you are my strength, an ever present help in trouble...
The next day bright fluorescent lights woke her up. Her doctor stood beside her.
He sighed, “We have wanted to run some tests for many months, but I know you haven’t been able to make it.” He put his hand gently on her wrinkled and arthritic ones. “The tests we have done since you came in do not look good. I’m very sorry, but in all likelihood your colon cancer has returned. There is also an issue with your heart...”
The words faded as she shut her eyes.
An image of her falling at the feet of Jesus came to her mind. She would finally see his face! She would spring up, with no pain, and raise her hands in praise! Forever and forever. Imagine being able to gaze...
“Momma, did you hear what he said?”
“Grandmomma, are you awake?”
Darlene opened her eyes and looked at her loved ones. Their loving eyes once again reflected a little bit of heaven, but opening in front of her was a whole lot of heaven.
Based on true events
*Romans 7:24 NIV
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