When someone hits a terminal disease, they often turn to those who have been a part of their lives over the years. Sometimes the previous contact has been days, some months, some years, some decades.
Yesterday a person from at least three decades ago contacted me. They have cancer. And the treatments sounds rather aggressive.
They asked for prayer. And a visit.
Now, we live just down the block from our local hospital. This request for a visit was from a hospital two hours away.
This person has continued roots in our town – a usual hospital visit would be minutes away. But the nearest cancer treatment center is hours away.
Decades ago we attended a mentoring small group. We talked of God, and Christ and life with God and others. Over the years they have waivered in their commitment and this call for a visit and prayer is perhaps a return to a previous day and age. I trusts this is a time for a reassessment of their life.
And so, today I will use those two hours of driving time for prayer and preparation – not only for them, but also for myself.