It’s been about 3 months since my dad’s stroke. As many of you know, I was able to go home to see him back in June and have plans to see him again in a few weeks. He is still mostly paralyzed on his left side, he still can’t transfer himself out of bed or walk by himself. However, he talks frequently about getting up and walking out of the rehab facility. He will seem completely cognitive (completely himself) and then all of a sudden say something like ..Just park my car out front and leave the keys on the floorboard for when I get ready to leave and go home. It breaks my heart when he says it. I know he is ready to be healed. I know he is over it.
Last night I had one of those strange dreams that left me emotional when I woke up. In my dream, I was watching my dad. I was there, but wasn’t there. I watched him lower his bed and rock in such a way where he was able to basically propel himself onto his feet. He darted out of bed and ran out of his room wearing only his underwear. I followed him as he ran down the hall and passed the nurses station. They seemed not to notice him. I called to them and said, what are you waiting for, go do your job! . At just about that time my dad stumbles and falls down. Amazingly, he gets back up and keeps running and one of the nurses goes after him.
Next thing I know I am sitting next to my dad and the nurse is sitting across from us. I excitedly tell him that even though it’s too early to be doing things like this that it is such a good sign to see the progress he has made. He seems to agree with me and then points to a piece of paper the nurse is holding and asks the nurse to contact his wife (my mom). He tells the nurse that his wife is at such and such address. I speak up and say “No, Dad…remember…mom died. She passed away years ago.”
Then I woke up.
I’m not sure why I am sharing this. But, the dream left me praying for my dad’s healing again…both spiritual and physical. Last Saturday, I listened to a missionary visiting our church discuss the story of the paralyzed man who was carried on a mat by his friends to see Jesus. It’s the familiar account in Scripture when these friend go to extreme measures and dig a hole in a roof and lower their friend down to be in the presence of the Healer.
When Jesus saw their faith, he said, “Friend, your sins are forgiven.” The Pharisees and the teachers of the law began thinking to themselves, “Who is this fellow who speaks blasphemy? Who can forgive sins but God alone?” Jesus knew what they were thinking and asked, “Why are you thinking these things in your hearts? Which is easier: to say, ‘Your sins are forgiven,’ or to say, ‘Get up and walk’? But I want you to know that the Son of Man has authority on earth to forgive sins.” So he said to the paralyzed man, “I tell you, get up, take your mat and go home.” Immediately he stood up in front of them, took what he had been lying on and went home praising God. Everyone was amazed and gave praise to God. They were filled with awe and said, “We have seen remarkable things today.” Luke 5:20-26
I want physical healing for my dad. But even more than that, I want him to be confident in knowing that when this life is over he will be able be to pick up his mat and go home. And the keys don’t lie on the floorboard of the car. The keys lie in the hands of Jesus Christ.
Linking up with Shari today for Legacy Leaver Thursdays.