We do that too, but I'm thinking of giving up on that tactic. It doesn't work.
Here were our plans for the weekend:
- fly into O'Hare and be picked up by Nathan
- spend a wonderful afternoon with the kids and grands
- go to church together and sit all in a row worshipping the LORD
- visit a loved one who has only been given weeks to live
- bring much comfort to her
- have lots of time with the kids, laughing, talking, eating, maybe a little shopping
- go home Tuesday refreshed
Here is what really happened:
- flew into O'Hare and were picked up by Nathan
- spent a very short afternoon with the kids and grands - Sadie was fussy and Kristi was concerned about taking her to church. Pat and I stayed home from church with Kristi and Sadie while Nate, Michelle, Jon and Josh went to church.
- our visit with our loved one who is terminally ill was a great comfort to us. As is often the case, those who are coming to minister are usually the ones being ministered to by the dying person. What a great encouragement to see her faith, her peace, her acceptance. And to learn more of her life of service.
- She wants Pat to officiate at her 'celebration of life' service when she steps into heaven. Pat has never done this. It is humbling; but also a great responsibility and honor.
- Nathan came down with Noro virus. We were only at their house for less than 48 hours-24 hours of which he was very sick in bed. :(
- Michelle checked the weather Sunday evening. Lo and behold a blizzard warning effective at about the time of our departure.
- United Airlines was offering waivers for ticket changing fees to travelers who would switch their tickets ahead of time.
- Instead of flying out on Tuesday afternoon, we left for O'Hare at 3:40 AM Monday morning. Nathan was still too sick to take us; thankfully Jon was willing and able.
- We arrived home, not refreshed, but exhausted.
- We missed a whole extra day +of being with the kids and grands.
- Jon and Kristi headed home a day early too, Josh ended up getting sick 5 minutes before they arrived home.
But we are always blessed to be with our kids and this trip held an extra blessing that we were not expecting. I remember listening to a woman with terminal cancer long ago. She said she felt sorry for the rest of us who are also terminally ill - only we don't know it.
We do live our lives differently when we realize that we will not be here on this earth forever.
Please pray for our dear E. during these final weeks (according to her Dr.) of her life. She is a very special lady and is teaching us how to live.