First post in December!
And its not about AIDS or any of the 'normal' things that we are whirling around like mad-people about during these 2 weeks (patience, friends, the posts will come... I promise)...
Its about Mum.
Just before the 'Redemption Concert' on World AIDS Day I saw a quick email from Dad addressed to Stefan, Premi and myself saying that Mum had been admitted at Landour Community Hospital with a bad case of pneumonia.
That night we talked to Dad and Mum in the hospital. They were down in Hyderabad to be part of the 50th year celebrations of OM in India - and had soooooooo many old (and new) friends to meet. Each meal was booked - breakfast, lunch and dinner. Meetings were attended. Late nights. Travel. Then a wedding attended in Dehra Dun with Mum wearing a sari and just a light shawl on a winter night.
Then 3 days of exhaustion at home with a fearsome cough, before she was brought to the hospital and was admitted for what was diagnosed as a pneumonia.
Big kick in the gut. No way.
When we talked to her on the phone her voice was so croaky - and we knew she was on an IV line for the antibiotics. We felt so helpless being so far away. But we prayed and got to word out among your local prayer-warriors.
The next morning she sounded the tiniest shade better. Then last evening another small step. This morning a further bit of improvement.
Then just as I was putting off the computer at work after another full day of meetings (John Forbes is in town), I saw an email from Dad with the title "Mum Home Again" - and here is the picture.
Worth a thousand words! All is well. The sun is shining. Dad is back to reading the Hindu newspaper.
God answers the prayers of simple saints.
And its not about AIDS or any of the 'normal' things that we are whirling around like mad-people about during these 2 weeks (patience, friends, the posts will come... I promise)...
Its about Mum.
Just before the 'Redemption Concert' on World AIDS Day I saw a quick email from Dad addressed to Stefan, Premi and myself saying that Mum had been admitted at Landour Community Hospital with a bad case of pneumonia.
That night we talked to Dad and Mum in the hospital. They were down in Hyderabad to be part of the 50th year celebrations of OM in India - and had soooooooo many old (and new) friends to meet. Each meal was booked - breakfast, lunch and dinner. Meetings were attended. Late nights. Travel. Then a wedding attended in Dehra Dun with Mum wearing a sari and just a light shawl on a winter night.
Then 3 days of exhaustion at home with a fearsome cough, before she was brought to the hospital and was admitted for what was diagnosed as a pneumonia.
Big kick in the gut. No way.
When we talked to her on the phone her voice was so croaky - and we knew she was on an IV line for the antibiotics. We felt so helpless being so far away. But we prayed and got to word out among your local prayer-warriors.
The next morning she sounded the tiniest shade better. Then last evening another small step. This morning a further bit of improvement.
Then just as I was putting off the computer at work after another full day of meetings (John Forbes is in town), I saw an email from Dad with the title "Mum Home Again" - and here is the picture.
Worth a thousand words! All is well. The sun is shining. Dad is back to reading the Hindu newspaper.
God answers the prayers of simple saints.
Praise God. Love the photo and what it tells.
ReplyDeletePraise God she has recovered.
ReplyDeleteAs You say,You are not here by accident! Everything we experience has a purpose - small or big - its all part of the play of our loving Father.... Today after a long time , i was so happy to see photo of your Dad and Mum . I met them in Jun 1995 , when i had come to do a course in ITM . I am Lt.Colonel Yash Paul Singh . Please convey my regards and best wishes to them. They are the most wonderful persons , i have ever met.Give me the email id.I would love to be in touch with them again.
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