A year ago, we entered the covid 19 pandemic era, with mass hysteria, mixed communications, multiple fears and major stress. So many nights, we went to bed sensing a terror, a sense of foreboding, and yet all in my family have kept our employment, survived the pandemic, and experienced the mercy of God in our lives.
I want to tell you of a friend, who I want to be like when I grow up. He is a humble man, and I will not seek to embarrass him by using his name, other than calling him JB.
JB is a brother I met while attending a sunday school class, him being the teacher of it. It was a great class, since I came into it with a number of beliefs the class as a whole did not adhere to. JB was very encouraging to allow my thoughts to challenge others, and to challenge my thoughts also. A very healthy environment, without personal attacks or snide remarks, (at least from the class….)
Well, the church we attended, at the start of the covid crisis, shut it’s doors, and JB, along with his dear wife, were restricted to thier home. You see, JB is 80 yrs old this year, and it became obvious early on in the pandemic, that the elderly were susceptible to the virus. So, JB stayed in as much as he could. Of course he went to work, until his wife needed dedicated care.
At this time, he took his retirement, to care for his wife of almost 60 yrs. DB (his wife) was suffering from her third attack of cancer, and this one was very aggressive. During this, DB also broke her hip, and was required to have medical care in the hospital. Through it all, JB rarely showed any indication of suffering, or “Woe is me” .
Eventually DB came home and JB spent the next few months transitioning from part time care giver to full time care giver, and sought to comfort his wife with all he knew. Eventually, he had to give up his vehicle to help pay for other bills, but after a week, he mentioned that, although a bigger adjustment than he estimated, it was something that was beneficial for all, and he was thankful.
As covid raged, DB got weaker from the constant attack of the cancer. JB persevered through the trial, showing a commitment to his wife that I only hope I can match. A few months ago, JB called to let us know that DB slipped into the arms of the Savior that night, and that they would be planning for a very small service.
Next thing I know, my friend is in the hospital due to a fall, where the doctors suspected a brain aneurism. During his stay, it was discovered that he had contracted covid. Personally, I held out only hope for him, due to his advanced age, the stress he had suffered for the past year, and the loss of his partner of nearly 60 years.
He called me a few weeks ago, telling me he was out of the hospital, and recovering, but not as quickly as he would like. His family are circling around him and he is surviving.
Just a few days ago, he informed me that his foot is sufferings from a serious infection, where some of it may need to be removed. After that, he ended the discussion with a number of things he is thankful for.
That is what I want to settle on in this post. He has went through a prolonged period of testing, some of which I haven’t described, and is thankful. He has lost much that many would consider central to their life. Yet he is thankful. He admits he is challenged in his daily chores. He isn’t sugar coating his experience. Yet he is thankful.
Oh give thanks to the Lord, for he is good,
Be thankful. It’s good for the soul, and is only the right thing to be! Consider who our God is, and it won’t be difficult to give thinks!