We never know what the future holds
Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 5:11 pmI posted this as a note on Facebook so I thought I would share this with my friends on the Chetboard.
I had a concert scheduled at my Sisters Church in SC on Saturday and Sunday a week ago. My Dad had been sick and called me that Monday before the weekend concert and ask me if I would Play a concert at his Church on that Sunday night since I was playing that Sunday morning a couple of hours up the road. I told him if he could work it out with his Pastor I would. It had been quit a while since my Dad heard me play so this all worked out and his Pastor let me have that Sunday night service. 3 days later Dad was diagnosed with Leukemia and treatment was scheduled for the next week. The Doctors seemed confident about his chances and I thought he would beat this. I played the service Sunday night and spent the next day with him thinking everthing would be fine and left early Tuesday morning to head back home. On Wednesday, the day the Chemotarapy was scheduled to begin my dad was admitted to ICU with Pneumonia. He was told he had an extremely low white blood cell count and was given some very strong drugs just to keep his blood pressure up. Thursday morning I got a call from my brother saying they would stop giving the blood preassure treament and he would slip away. A couple of hours after I arrived at the hospital my dad passed away. I am so thankful I got to play for him that Sunday night. About 12 years ago I played " The Old Rugged Cross" at my Mom's last Wednesday night service not knowing she would be gone and last week I played at my Dad's final Church service. I have felt bad about leaving him that Tuesday morning but I had no idea what God's plans were. I remember when I opened my segment of that Sunday night service I thanked Pastor Black at Mauldin Church of God for giving me the opportunity and said something like "what arm twisting did my Dad do to make this happen." When I saw Pastor Black at the hospital the next Thursday He looked at me and said " and now we know why."
Please keep my family in your prayers.
I had a concert scheduled at my Sisters Church in SC on Saturday and Sunday a week ago. My Dad had been sick and called me that Monday before the weekend concert and ask me if I would Play a concert at his Church on that Sunday night since I was playing that Sunday morning a couple of hours up the road. I told him if he could work it out with his Pastor I would. It had been quit a while since my Dad heard me play so this all worked out and his Pastor let me have that Sunday night service. 3 days later Dad was diagnosed with Leukemia and treatment was scheduled for the next week. The Doctors seemed confident about his chances and I thought he would beat this. I played the service Sunday night and spent the next day with him thinking everthing would be fine and left early Tuesday morning to head back home. On Wednesday, the day the Chemotarapy was scheduled to begin my dad was admitted to ICU with Pneumonia. He was told he had an extremely low white blood cell count and was given some very strong drugs just to keep his blood pressure up. Thursday morning I got a call from my brother saying they would stop giving the blood preassure treament and he would slip away. A couple of hours after I arrived at the hospital my dad passed away. I am so thankful I got to play for him that Sunday night. About 12 years ago I played " The Old Rugged Cross" at my Mom's last Wednesday night service not knowing she would be gone and last week I played at my Dad's final Church service. I have felt bad about leaving him that Tuesday morning but I had no idea what God's plans were. I remember when I opened my segment of that Sunday night service I thanked Pastor Black at Mauldin Church of God for giving me the opportunity and said something like "what arm twisting did my Dad do to make this happen." When I saw Pastor Black at the hospital the next Thursday He looked at me and said " and now we know why."
Please keep my family in your prayers.