For it is written, As I live, saith the Lord, every knee shall bow to me, and every tongue shall confess to God. Romans 14:11
My brothers and I sat in the empty surgical waiting room... it was after midnight and my eighty eight year old mom... was still in the operating room. She had gone in just after five o'clock pm... for what was supposed to be a four hour operation, but here we were... still waiting for word of her condition.
My mom was diagnosed with cancer a month after my dad died in 1991, and had survived it for 17 years. It was now 2008 and her breast cancer had metastasized to many vital organs and doctors were trying to remove as much of the cancer as possible. They weren't sure if she would make it... or how long she would live if she did make it through the surgery.
It was around one o'clock in the morning before we learned that she had done well in surgery... but the doctors were unable to get all of the tumor. My mother was now in the ICU and we were allowed to see her... only for a few moments before we had to leave the hospital.
I was up bright and early the next morning and arrived in the ICU around seven thirty am. The nurses had allowed me to enter the unit... and as I sat next to my mother's bed... I couldn't help but think to myself, "how is she able to sleep in all this noise." Nurses were still changing shifts... doctors were checking on patients... breakfast trays were being passed out... and a patient three beds away was frantically being worked on. Orders were being shouted out... as phones were ringing and everyone was so incredibly busy and noisy.
My mother opened her eyes... and as she began to try to speak... I was thinking she wanted me to quiet things down. But instead... she asked me to sing with her. Sing?... Now?... Was she serious?? She was... and she started to sing in a whispering voice, "Jesus, Jesus, Jesus there's just something" she was too weak to go on. I thought no one would mind if I sang softly, they probably wouldn't even notice because of all the noise. So... I quietly began to sing the rest of the chorus, "there's just something about that name. Jesus, Jesus, Jesus... like the fragrance after the rain. Kings and kingdoms will all pass away... but there's something about that name."
I repeated the chorus and about halfway through... a "miracle of sorts" was occurring... the entire ICU Unit was calming down and before long... it was silent. I had worked in hospitals... I had seen, heard and functioned in the organized chaos... and yet I heard a definite hush... and then complete silence.
I found myself still singing, "Jesus... Jesus... Jesus... there's just something about that name. Jesus... Jesus... Jesus... like the fragrance after the rain. Kings and kingdoms will all pass away, but there's something about that name."
This went on for an amazing five minutes... until my mother was sleeping again. As I looked around... I saw everyone in the ICU that morning at a complete stand still... something I had never, ever experienced. It wasn't my voice... or my singing... Jesus had walked into the ICU that morning... and filled it entirely with His peace. I thought of the scripture... John 12:32 "And I, If I be lifted up from the earth, I will draw all men unto me."
The Name of Jesus was lifted up that morning... and those who were in the ICU were completely drawn by His presence and His peace... as a calm and a silence filled the room. Not five minutes later... the room had returned to business... but there was a difference in the air, a peace... yes, a heavenly peace had remained.
Someday there will be another "miracle of sorts," those who think they will never bow to God, WILL! Those who think they will never confess Jesus as Lord, WILL! It's not as hard for me to imagine this any longer... because I saw first hand... what the NAME OF JESUS can do... in an amazing situation.
I hope you will not wait until it is too late... I hope you will find the Lord Jesus as your Savior today!! I pray you will find that peace... as you linger in His sweet presence... and as you confess and bow to that precious name... the NAME OF JESUS!
Please contact me if you would like more information on how to receive Jesus into your life!
My brothers and I sat in the empty surgical waiting room... it was after midnight and my eighty eight year old mom... was still in the operating room. She had gone in just after five o'clock pm... for what was supposed to be a four hour operation, but here we were... still waiting for word of her condition.
My mom was diagnosed with cancer a month after my dad died in 1991, and had survived it for 17 years. It was now 2008 and her breast cancer had metastasized to many vital organs and doctors were trying to remove as much of the cancer as possible. They weren't sure if she would make it... or how long she would live if she did make it through the surgery.
It was around one o'clock in the morning before we learned that she had done well in surgery... but the doctors were unable to get all of the tumor. My mother was now in the ICU and we were allowed to see her... only for a few moments before we had to leave the hospital.
I was up bright and early the next morning and arrived in the ICU around seven thirty am. The nurses had allowed me to enter the unit... and as I sat next to my mother's bed... I couldn't help but think to myself, "how is she able to sleep in all this noise." Nurses were still changing shifts... doctors were checking on patients... breakfast trays were being passed out... and a patient three beds away was frantically being worked on. Orders were being shouted out... as phones were ringing and everyone was so incredibly busy and noisy.
My mother opened her eyes... and as she began to try to speak... I was thinking she wanted me to quiet things down. But instead... she asked me to sing with her. Sing?... Now?... Was she serious?? She was... and she started to sing in a whispering voice, "Jesus, Jesus, Jesus there's just something" she was too weak to go on. I thought no one would mind if I sang softly, they probably wouldn't even notice because of all the noise. So... I quietly began to sing the rest of the chorus, "there's just something about that name. Jesus, Jesus, Jesus... like the fragrance after the rain. Kings and kingdoms will all pass away... but there's something about that name."
I repeated the chorus and about halfway through... a "miracle of sorts" was occurring... the entire ICU Unit was calming down and before long... it was silent. I had worked in hospitals... I had seen, heard and functioned in the organized chaos... and yet I heard a definite hush... and then complete silence.
I found myself still singing, "Jesus... Jesus... Jesus... there's just something about that name. Jesus... Jesus... Jesus... like the fragrance after the rain. Kings and kingdoms will all pass away, but there's something about that name."
This went on for an amazing five minutes... until my mother was sleeping again. As I looked around... I saw everyone in the ICU that morning at a complete stand still... something I had never, ever experienced. It wasn't my voice... or my singing... Jesus had walked into the ICU that morning... and filled it entirely with His peace. I thought of the scripture... John 12:32 "And I, If I be lifted up from the earth, I will draw all men unto me."
The Name of Jesus was lifted up that morning... and those who were in the ICU were completely drawn by His presence and His peace... as a calm and a silence filled the room. Not five minutes later... the room had returned to business... but there was a difference in the air, a peace... yes, a heavenly peace had remained.
Someday there will be another "miracle of sorts," those who think they will never bow to God, WILL! Those who think they will never confess Jesus as Lord, WILL! It's not as hard for me to imagine this any longer... because I saw first hand... what the NAME OF JESUS can do... in an amazing situation.
I hope you will not wait until it is too late... I hope you will find the Lord Jesus as your Savior today!! I pray you will find that peace... as you linger in His sweet presence... and as you confess and bow to that precious name... the NAME OF JESUS!
Please contact me if you would like more information on how to receive Jesus into your life!
This is my mom and I a couple of months after her surgery.
My dog Sophie, would sit with my mom for hours as we visited. They loved each other!
This is my older brother Lyle and my mom.
My mom, brother and some church friends.
My mom before the cancer.
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