Sleepless night.
After years of praying, finally grandma accepted Christ. She was unconscious due to extreme high sugar level since last Thursday and was sent to hospital on Friday. On Sunday she sugar level drop amazingly and accepted Christ in a conscious condition. A person who never know about prayer and Gospel accepted Christ.
I still remember the first time when dad pray for her in early February. It was the most funniest prayer as she thought we were having conversation with her. The whole prayer progress she keep talking with us.
An old fashion lady accepted Christ by 2 simple questions. "Would you like us to pray for healing ?" and "Jesus loves you, would you like to accept Him as your saviour? ". She even make the sinner prayer. So cute. Surely this is God's work. The next day she lost her ability to talk and follow by stroke. Can't even swallow and drink. On the next few days she was merely survive with tube. Her hand swollen and pain until come to the stage nurse tie her hand on bed as she keep pulling the tube. It was a heartache to see her live with no dignity.
Again God answer my prayer. Last evening Jesus had brought her home. I should feel happy as God answer my prayer. But then it still a heartbroken fact when it really take place.
I will always miss her voice and hug. Miss the moment she hold my hand whenever I see her. Telling me how she much she love me. Mum used to tell me, I'm grandma most beloved granddaughter. However this most beloved granddaughter don't really do much for her. Don't even treat her a meal.
Thanks Lord, I feel loved at this moment. Thanks for the salvation and taking of her on behalf of me.
One day, I shall meet you in heaven :}
