I will always remember the moment Dr. James Goodnight motioned me to come with him, standing in the doorway with his traditional green O.R. scrubs. Sitting in the O.R. waiting room for what we thought was going to be a simple bowel resection, not so. I found myself walking down a long hall in disbelief of what the Dr Goodnight was saying "Cancer everywhere, inoperable, my worse nightmare, " All I could say, God where is your grace and mercy I have prayed without cessation for the life of my husband. Questioning God over and over that day, I was angry to say the least. After all this was the man that I love, the father of my children, we had plans what was God thinking? I have since then found glimpses of Gods grace and mercy, the first being in the Chief Resident, Dr. Travis Gerlach, at U.C. Davis a man of Christ and compassion. Now begining to accept the fate of our situation we look for the blessings in death.
We had a praise and prayer gathering at our home honoring Chris and lifting him up into the arms of the Lord. This was a time of grace, mercy, and many blessings. His good childhood friend, Chris M. came and led worship. He sang for Chris the song we have chosen for his service, On Jordon's Stormy Banks. We had a time of prayer and remembrance. A beautiful spirit filled time we had together, another way God shows his grace and mercy. Chris and I feel so fortunate to have family and friends that are loving and caring. A heartfelt thank you to Chris M. for your time and gift of music.
Praise and Prayer Josh sitting with Chris
Praise and Prayer Chris M. singing On Jordons Stormy Banks
Praise and Prayer Chris' mom and Josh reading scripture
On Jordons Stormy Banks found on You Tube
On Jordans Stormy Banks I Stand
On Jordan's stormy banks I stand
And cast a wishful eye
To Canaan's fair and happy land
Where my possessions lie
All o'er those wide extended plains
Shines one eternal day
There God, the Son forever reigns
And scatters night away.
I am bound, I am bound, I am bound for the Promise Land
I am bound, I am bound, I am bound for the Promise Land
No chilling wind nor poisonous breath
Can reach that healthful shore
Where sickness, sorrow, pain and death
Are felt and feared no more
I am bound, I am bound, I am bound for the Promise Land
I am bound, I am bound, I am bound for the Promise Land
When shall I see that happy place
And be forever blessed
When shall I see my Father's face
And in His bosom rest
I am bound, I am bound, I am bound for the Promise Land
I am bound, I am bound, I am bound for the Promise Land