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Dawn - edging ever closer to 30, although I still feel like I'm 21. :) I'm married to a youth pastor ('Big G'), and have THREE wonderful kids: a five year-old son ('Little G'), a just turned two year-old daughter ('A'), and our newest little girl blessing, Baby R, was born May 28/07!! They keep me hopping as I juggle them, my WAH part-time job as an accountant, being a pastor's wife, and of course hobbies like quilting, scrapbooking, and blogging!

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Friday, January 20, 2006
Things they don't teach in school
A wonderful man of God from our church passed away yesterday. When we first arrived at this church, this same man had just been miraculously healed from cancer and the whole church was rejoicing with him. He had been given two weeks to live, and then suddenly, unexplainably (at least by the doctors), he was completely healthy.

But this fall the cancer returned and he had been getting progressively weaker and weaker and when he was admitted to the hospital last week, we felt that this was going to be it. He had rallied a few times in the last several days, but by Wednesday was unable to communicate and essentially we were just waiting. G visited him again yesterday morning and had no clue what to do since he wasn't able to talk to him anymore. (I don't remember him ever having to take a 'What to Say at the Bedside of the Dying' course.) He felt led to read the first chapters of John to him, and as he went through the first six or so chapters, he was so encouraged as these passages talk so much about everlasting life and crossing over from death to life. It was obviously a God-thing.

Our senior pastor's wife ended up being at his side when he passed later yesterday afternoon. Just she and his daughter-in-law were in the room, and he started having real trouble breathing, struggling. She just held his hand and prayed that he wouldn't have to struggle anymore and that he would just relax in God's arms. Immediately he relaxed, and he took three more breaths, and then he was gone. She told us last night her first thought was 'oh, no, what have I done?!?' It was the first time she had been right with someone as they died. She was pretty shaken up and came over last night to 'debrief' with us (her husband's in Africa on a missions trip right now). I had mixed feelings - on the one hand I was very thankful that I wasn't the one there, as I would have had no clue what to do, but on the other hand, it was such a powerful experience for her and such a privilege, honestly, to be there when someone passed over into heaven. Wow.

So now G's not only preaching this Sunday, but he'll have the funeral to do Monday or Tuesday. He's sure missing our senior pastor right about now!!

It's funny how some of the most important functions of a pastor are the ones they don't teach in school. But maybe that's good - it forces us to completely rely on God's power and leading in those priceless moments.

 
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