Personal Narrative- Faith Through Grandfather's Surgery
At a time when I thought things could not get any worse, I found out that my grandfather would have to go through a triple bypass heart surgery. This news devastated me. My grandfather- Ampaw is what we call him, is not only my grandfather- but also my best friend. He is my role model, and I have an immeasurable love for him. I had just lost my great grandmother, and now my grandfather was going to have to go through a life threatening surgery. The news not only devastated me, but also made me ask “Why him?” I was fearful of the whole situation, and I wondered why he would have to go through this after just losing his own mother.
My grandfather went to a hospital in Houston to have his surgery conducted by a specialist. My grandmother spent day and night in the hospital, never leaving his side. Their five children all took turns staying in the hospital with my grandparents. Most of the time, my mother stayed in Houston, and I stayed with her. To see my grandfather go through that amount of pain was horrible. My heart ached as I prayed for God to heal him and help him though the surgeries. My fear continued to grow at this point, but my grandparent’s faith remained strong.
Many obstacles were faced as my grandfather went through the different surgeries. The most amazing thing that I saw while staying in the hospital with my grandparents was how much their faith was involved in every aspect of their lives. My grandparents never lost their faith in God through every obstacle they faced. Their faith in no way was selfish. No matter how bad things seemed to be for themselves, they always took time to pray for the doctor’s and nurse’s needs. Seeing their love for God inspired me. I could see the lessons God was trying to teach me through the whole situation.
Although my grandfather’s recovery still caused him some physical struggles, God brought him through and built him up spiritually. His joy for life was overflowing, and his faith was stronger than ever. He knew firsthand, the power of God.
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The book Picking Cotton, the Bible, the film Conviction, and many gospel songs are given great ideas from people who overcame obstacles of faith. Obstacles can be anything that stands in our way of reaching our goals, having prosperity, or being what God want us to be. Great faith endures great tribulations, each day comes with it is quota of struggles and difficulties and every minute victory becomes seed to grow our faith. Whether we are physically contacted by sickness, death, divorce, or unemployment we require grace to endure. But during endeavoring times we learn who we authentically are and more importantly, we learn about God‘s faithfulness.
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This experience was the hardest on me emotionally. As a child, you view your parents as almost invincible and losing them is never a thought that crosses your mind. After my mom had surgery, the procedure caused peritonitis, which is a very severe complication. At the time, I feared losing my mom, but Christ gave me peace in the situation. “I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me” (KJV, Phil. 4:13). Through the power of prayer and God, my mom survived the emergency surgery. Even the medical bills were miraculously provided for by many gifts from family and friends. “Call unto me, and I will answer thee, and shew thee great and mighty things, which thou knowest not.” (Jeremiah 33:3). The possibility of losing a parent was the most difficult experience of my life; however, during this trial, I experienced enourmous growth in Christ. After my mom healed from her surgery, God called my father to Source of Light Ministries in Madison, Georgia. My family moved to Madison, which is where I would spend the next seven years of my life. My spiritual growth continued a little slower throughout those peaceful
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