|November 11, 1999
For many people that day is a time to honor the men who died for their
country. Walk with me where the shadows are long.
It was 2:30 A.M. when the phone rang. The pastor was calling, "Can you
come over to the hospital immediately. We are going to have an anointing
service for Davie. He had his wisdom teeth pulled..."
....Just a minute,...things aren't adding up....I knew Davie
as a strapping 18-year-old farm kid that worked and played hard. Not interested
in religion,...not the kind of fellow that would request anointing after
having a couple wisdom teeth pulled...
But I went. The uncontrolled flow of blood was the first indication that
anyone had that Davie had leukemia -- acute leukemia.
November 10, 1996
Davie's 19th birthday.
November 11, 1996
November 14, 1996
I stood as an honor guard by a casket.
As the young people filed up to see him in the coffin, some fell in
my arms and wept, mingling their tears with mine.
Did God answer our prayers. Did God heal my friend? Maybe not the way
we had thought, but He healed his soul!!
I saw him grow from a spiritual weakling to a young man of power. He
had no question that there was a heaven waiting for him. Yes, we prayed
with him at his bedside, but he also prayed for us....Prayers that seemed
to lift us right to the throne of the Most High. He seemed to be seeing
the King coming in His Glory.