When The Unexpected Happens So Can Miracles

 

 

Recently our family was hit with some unexpected news this past week. My Uncle Pat, dad's youngest brother has been diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer. Though I am not close to him this is still hard for me. Family is important to me. My dad and Uncle Pat were always close.

 

I don't have many memories of Uncle Pat from my growing up, but the one thing that I do remember is when he and Aunt Joem got married. They got married on the family farm. My dad was the best man. I remember sitting with my Grandma at the service. Rev. Wayne Miller married them. The reception was at their house in Baker. It was just something that stuck in my mind.

 

Another memory I have of Uncle Pat is not so much a memory of him, but more of a Summer job I had. I was in college and I got a Summer job working at Wampler-Longacer (now Cargill) in Broadway, VA. I got what I thought was one of the worst jobs ever. I worked in the Evisoration Department. One night as I was working one of the USDA Inspectors stopped to talk to me about how I was doing. He asked me for my name and when he heard Webster (last name) he was surprised. He asked me if I was any relation to Pat Webster who use to be a USDA Inspector there before moving to the Moorefield, WV plant. I told him that Pat was my uncle. The Inspector could not say enough nice things about Uncle Pat.   

 

As the years have passed I have met people who have worked with Uncle Pat in the plant. They could not say enough nice things about him.

 

So even though we are not close I still feel very sad that this is happening. It hurts to know that Uncle Pat may be in the last stages of life. But, then I know God is right there with Uncle Pat as he fights this battle. I have faith that God will heal him.

 

As I lay in bed last night I realized that Uncle Pat needs a miracle. God gives miracles all the time to those that have faith. I don't know what Uncle Pat's faith is, but I know that I have faith enough for the both of us that God will completely heal him.

 

I keep thinking about one of my favorite healing scriptures. I ran across it when a neighbor had an incident and had to have a finger removed.

 

He forgives all our sins
    and heals all our sicknesses.

 He saves us from the grave,
    and he gives us love and compassion.
 He gives us plenty of good things.
    He makes us young again,
    like an eagle that grows new feathers.

-Psalms 103:3-5

 

So if I pray with faith and trust in God's healing I know that good things are bound to happen for Uncle Pat. He is going to get the miracle. It might not be in the time that we as a family want, but it will be in God's time. That is the thing. God's time and our time are so different. We need to be patient and wait for God's time. 

 

So as I write this I ask everyone that can to keep my Uncle Pat and Aunt Joem in prayer. Prayer has made a difference in the lives of so many and I know that it will here too. I just have to keep telling myself that Uncle Pat's miracle will happen on God's terms and that it will be a big one.