The last few days I had been fighting a flu bug or something of the sort. It started with a sore throat that made it hurt to talk or swallow. That night I started with the chills but the next morning I felt much better. However, as the day wore on, my throat started hurting again and the sinuses were also affected. It was hard to rest well because of a stuffed up nose. The next morning I felt bad enough that I took a sick day from work. Once again, during the day I felt a lot better, but by evening I was quite miserable.
I went over to Dad & Mom's place for the evening to help relieve the boredom and loneliness. It helped! A lot! When I was ready to go home, I was thinking, I wish someone would pray for me. Just like that, I felt in my spirit that I should ask Dad to pray. I immediately went over to his chair and told him that I have a cold and asked if he would pray for me. He very readily agreed. His prayer was simple and to the point, asking God to show me what to do for my cold.
Now Dad, you must understand, is probably in what you would call the last stages of Alzheimer's (although we have never had him diagnosed by a doctor). There are very few things that he remembers and he will often spend most of the day just sitting quietly in his chair. Questions asked him are most often answered with, "I don't know." When asked to say grace at the table, more often than not, he will decline, but on occasion will say a short prayer.
Needless to say, I felt blessed indeed! What a gift to have that prayer from Dad! It's another precious memory to store up for the time when he is no longer here.
Mom and Ann also said beautiful prayers for me and the 2 things that I feared most that night, not being able to sleep due to coughing and stuffation, never happened.
"Ask, and it will be given to you...for everyone who asks receives..." Matt. 7:7a & 8a
