For years I have read this poem, and always wonder of the words that read. “it was then that I carried you”
Always have wondered if I would ever really feel that carrying in my life, and realize it.
Well, today became one of those days when everything that you could think about was going bad.
My day started with a call about a friend, that is younger than me, who had a massive stroke and on life support. No
one could get any information, all we could do was pray.
I knew that I would have to do everything possible to find him, and find out more. But the barricades would be up
and working against me.
But with that in my mind and heart I head off too work. As I looked at the work load for the day, all I could think of
was just how horribly terrible this day was about to be. Too many things too go wrong.
And as you could expect, the other shoe dropped. Another phone call, this time another friend, mentor, Sunday
school teacher, father figure, and just happy person. Had gone home to be with the Lord.
My heart felt like if it had stopped cold. It couldn’t have been a year, that standing in the exact spot, I
got the notification that his wife had past. And yet now I had to call other family and other friends and break
this news to them.
And some how finish my days work load.
Well it wasn’t till the time I made the last phone call, the last notification, that I realized. I did not have a single hangup,
at work. Everything went as planned, with no curve balls, no headaches.
I realized that God had taken total control!
WOW, I was carried during the time that I needed it most.
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