Friday, April 1, 2016

Unplanned Trip

Uncle Donald and Mom-Mom
Most of the time, any trip that's far away and/or you plan to be there for awhile, there's a lot of planning and preparation. Arrangements need to be made at work. Time off has to be approved. Hotel reservations need to be set. Have the neighbor get your mail. Someone needs to feed the dog. Will a baby sitter need to rearrange her schedule.

After all the plans, phone calls, appointments, and people involved, are ALL in place....swoosh you can already be exhausted.  You're already tired and you haven't even left yet.  Shoot, you've not even packed.

Wow packing...that brings up a whole new list doesn't it?

October 2014, I emailed my Uncle to see if I could come and visit for a week.  (My Uncle lived and helped care for his mother...my grandmother.) I would be bringing my middle school son and 15 month old daughter. Since my son will be on Fall Break...that's when I intended to come for a visit. I gave my Uncle a 2 day notice.

Oh, I failed to mention....this is a 720 mile (one way) trip. 

             Every preparation I should take for this big trip was simply thrown in the trash.

WHY in the world would I do such a crazy thing?

                                                   WHAT was I thinking?

93 yr old grandmother meets her great great granddaughter
My grandmother was 93 years old. The last time I had seen her was for her 90th birthday. I had an extreme sense of urgency that I needed to go see her.  I strongly felt that if I didn't take this 1,400+ mile trip, right then, that this was to be the  LAST time I'd see my grandmother alive.  I sensed that my next trip would be for her funeral. It became important, to me, to see her ASAP.

I stayed a week and loved every minute of it. I got to take several pictures. Heard the same stories and a few new ones. I had the privilege to care for my precious grandmother. I was blessed to tuck her in bed each night.

What a joy to hear her pray for her family. Then I hear my name and my family being lifted up to our heavenly Father.

Then came the day for me to leave. I gave my Uncle Donald a good bye hug and express my gratitude and love for him. Telling my dear grandmother "bye" was difficult. Was this my last hug? Would this be my last trip? Would my next trip be her funeral?

Eight months later, June 15, 2015, my mother calls. She's clearly upset. I just knew it was news that my grandmother had past. But it wasn't.

It was her brother, my Uncle Donald!

WHAT!!!!


REALLY???


WOW!


I spoke, a tribute on June 20, 2015, at his memorial service. I wanted to speak from his nieces and nephew's point of view. He was always so actively involved in our lives.

"In spite of living over 700 miles away while growing up, I learned what all my cousins learned about our Uncle Donald...

1. He would spend every moment possible aggravating you.
2. He would spend time talking and answering your questions.
3. He would spend money, a little or a lot, to let you know he's thinking of and cares about you.

Uncle Donald was one of the most intelligent man I knew. Every time I was around I'd learn something new.

I came up in October 2014 not knowing it would be my last visit with him.

The last time I'd watch and hear him aggravate my son.

The last time he'd spend time answering his questions.

The last time watching hours of Star Trek with my son.

Though he was not here on this visit, I still learned something new...

I read several articles, this week, about his success in track & field, for this community and as well as the state of New Jersey. I didn't know about the "Hall of Fame" inductions. I didn't know about  the scope of his influence on the sport and the athletes.

To his co-workers- he was their friend.
To my grandmother- he was her caregiver and companion.
To my Mother, Aunts, and Uncles- he was their 'Big" brother.
To myself and all my cousins- he was our Uncle.

I believe Uncle Donald made peace with God. He knew he wasn't well. He'd heard his doctor's warnings. I know many people, on different occasions, presented the gospel to him.

I know that in spite of all the amazing tributes, of my uncle, he understood...
       "Mark 8:36 for what shall a man profit, if he shall gain the whole world,
       and lose his own soul."
That's why he often said, "It's just money."

If you have never been a person of faith and a follower of Christ,...I beg that you'd seek Him today.

I challenge you to continue your tribute to my Uncle Donald, with your life now and in eternity by asking Jesus into your life today."


The Bible says..

II Corinthians 6:2b; "...behold, now is the accepted time; behold, now is the day of salvation."

James 4:14, "Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away."

We do not know when we or someone we know and love has drawn their last breath. We don't know when our heart beats for the last time. Any of us could leave this life and enter into eternity at any moment.

We should plan as if we will live to be 100.  We should live as if this could be our last day.

Are you ready?

Have you made all the reservations?

Are you prepared?

Being a follower of Christ is the ONLY way to be assured that heaven is your eternal home.

         "John 14:6, Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth and the life:
         no man cometh unto the Father, but by me."
         "John 3:36; He that believeth on the Son hath everlasting life: and he
         that believeth not the Son shall not see life; but the wrath of God
         abideth on him."

The amazing thing about a planned trip to heaven is.........

     IT'S.......
                  ALREADY......
                                           PAID.......
                                                    
                                                           FOR.......

Isn't that awesome ? A free trip.  The preparations are as easy as A, B, and C.

   Admit you're a sinner. A sinner is one who sins.  And we ALL have sinned.

   Believe that Jesus died for you.  His death was the payment required to enter heaven.

   Confess your sins.  This doesn't mean that you spill out the entire list of sins and mistakes.  To confess is to agree with God about your sins.

        "Romans 10:9, That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord
        Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from
        the dead, thou shalt be saved."


When I die, I KNOW I will go to heaven. DO YOU?

5 comments:

Ginger Bitch said...

Thank you so much for posting this. 2007 was the last time I got to see Grandma and Uncle Donald, it was the Christmas they came down to Georgia. My youngest Patrick was able to meet them for the first and sadly the last time.

Godfreyhouse said...

Ginger Bitch, I appreciate you reading my post. Tell me who you are. LOL Your blog name doesn't help me any. Sorry. :(

But I miss Mom-Mom so much. Uncle Donald was a big teddy bear. They were planning one more trip. They were going to attend our son's wedding on Aug 1st last year. Then they were going to sell the motorhome. I have been blessed to have many sweet memories of them both.

How old was your son Patrick when he met them in 2007? Hopefully he was old enough to remember them.

Ginger Bitch said...

Yes, ma'am he was 14, just a couple of months from his fifteenth birthday. I'd love to be able to take him to Mount Holly one day and nwet more of the family and I'd love to show him the house grandma and grandpa lived in when I was a little girl and used to visit them.

Ginger Bitch said...

Sorry, I'm Liz.
Originally Elizabeth Anne Danser.
I'm so glad you were able to have a lot of memories with them. I am sorry they weren't able to make wedding. :(

Godfreyhouse said...

Thanks for getting back to me. Do you prefer being called Liz? I've only known of you aa Elizabeth. :) I've listened, at least 100 times, how we are the first 2 of the 85+ grandchildren.

Uncle Jerry lives in Mom-Mom's old house. The list of Aunts and Uncles is getting short. I didn't get to know your dad until the last 4-5 years of his life.