"Hey, wake up. Wake up. WAKE UP!"
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They were murmurs at first that slowly became actual words. And the voice was of my oh so dearest mother. I looked at the watch on my hand and squinted to see the numbers correctly. Since I was just waking up the numbers seemed upside down er well my hand was so it looked like 11:30.
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That didn't seem right so I rubbed my eyes a little and squinted while holding the watch close to my face and slowly the image became clear. The little hand was on the six and the minute hand was on the eleven. It was six in the morning...what the heck could my mom want?!
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I looked up at her with a glare that clearly stated what do you want. Rude but it wasn't exactly the best time for a social visit. She smiled oh so pleasantly. I guess she was used to early mornings because of her job that demanded her to wake up at five but...
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"I need you to make a phone call."
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I almost slapped myself. "Can't you do it?" I mumbled out or at least that's what I think I said.
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My mom smiled again and said, "Wake up, I need you to do it." Then she left the room. Okay, seriously my mom must have known that I would have fallen back asleep because that's exactly what I did. I mean who can resist such a nice pillow calling your name? And I was seriously having a good dream. It was about a kind of trip that was taking me away from school.
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Anyways before I knew it I was off in lala land and in my dream I was about to help this little girl up because she fell or something like that when all of a sudden,
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"Wake up!"
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Ugh, de ja vu much? I knew that voice and did not want to get up. Seriously it was a Sunday...give me a break! I mumbled complaints as I looked again at my watch. Bleh, it was only 9. I sighed and tried to look to the bright side. At least my mom had let me sleep in for like 2 hours or so instead of dragging me awake...which would not have been pleasant.
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Slowly and I mean like slow motion slow I dragged myself to the bathroom and went through my morning routine all the while grumbling. Of course there was a voice in my head that was saying, 'You shouldn't be complaining. Remember Honor thy mother and father.' Sometimes the voice was annoying like today because it always seemed to be right.
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I let out a frown as I finished and prepared to face my mom. I tried a smile but to no avail; it turned out looking more like a grimace.
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"Ah, you're awake, the information is all on the table."
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I nodded in affirmation and made my way towards the kitchen table. I let out a yawn as I looked over the papers and asked some questions. Then I got to calling. No deal. It kept giving me some weird sound. So I sat there trying for like 30 minutes but nothing. So I called in my mom and told her what was happening with the phone and she looked to my dad. So I asked him.
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They both shrugged...great. I leafed through the instructions again but every time I called the place I got some weird sound. Time passed fast because when I looked at the clock it was already 10:30. I looked to my mom,
"Church"
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I smiled glad that she understood. Rushing to my room I quickly threw on something and drove to church. Surprises were a plenty when I saw the pastors wife there. She wasn't there last week. I greeted people and sat down in a pew.
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We sang some songs and then it was special music time. The pastor's wife and pastor were singing today. But before they sang the pastor's wife, "D.", looked at us with a smile.
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"As you guys may know, our family has been going through a rough time this past week. Hence why I wasn't able to be here last week. I got news that my son has just been diagnosed with cancer..."
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I tried to keep my jaw from dropping. Was she serious? And she was still smiling? I tried to keep my reaction neutral as I tried to flip through this new information. I had heard about stories like this all the time but I had never had someone close to me have cancer before.
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I knew "D."'s son. He was our church's camp director when we went to church camp. He was funny and nice and the last person to seem to get cancer. He seemed so healthy!
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All of this was going through my head as I stared at "D." completely confused and horrified. But she continued to stand there with a smile on her face and I tried to tune into what she was saying.
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"It was unexpected but our faith in God is strong. The operation was good and we're still waiting to hear news if he needs anymore treatment. We can't do anything about it so why worry?"
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Because you're his mother. Because you love him. Because he's your son. The thoughts ran through my mind still can't comprehend how she could smile.
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I almost cried as I sat and watched them; the pastor and his wife. They then started in on their song and the song oh man, that was like the lifting of the dam from the floodgates of tears. I couldn't believe how strong their faith in God was.
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Even though their son, their son, was just diagnosed with cancer and could possibly be denying they were still praising God. I just, their faith was astounding. I wanted a faith as strong as that. As I looked at them, they really looked okay with it. With what God had dealt them, and for that I smiled because with people of strong faith, there is still hope.
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I could smile through the tears because I realized how trivial my complainings were this morning compared to what this couple had to go through. It just seemed silly everything that I grumble about because if they could stand firm in their faith of God when their son had cancer then why couldn't I through the small stuff?
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I smiled and prayed to God right then that their son would be healed of his cancer. These people they believed so strongly in God; the least they deserved was a healthy son. But alas it's all in the hand of You, God. But please hear my plea, let Charles, be healed through Your healing hand.