A Reason to Believe
I am a cradle Catholic, I grew up in a Catholic Family and believe in God. As I grew older and developed a love for Science sometimes in the back of my mind I wondered but I never lost my faith. As a Nurse I saw some very interesting things as I stood by a persons side as they died. It always deepened my Faith and helped me to believe there was in fact something more and greater then us.
On June 7, 2014 something happened to me and I will never forget. I was in the ICU sitting by my Dad and we were talking and covering a lot of things. He shared some very personal things with me. HE had been in the ICU for 13 days and had been suffering from a bit of ICU delirium. On this day he was very clear headed. After we talked for about an hour he asked me to lay him flat in the bed which was an odd request for him since he does not like to lay flat and he was constantly wanting us to raise him up. I lowered the bed and got him comfortable and than... Something very odd occurred. He started talking to God. Honestly I started laughing. I actually started texting my sister about what he was saying as I thought he was getting crazy again. Then I started to listen to him, he was talking to God and I remember it so clear. It didn't make sense but he was saying "I am resetting my binary clock and realigning with the Earth and going to be with you God He kept talking about the binary clock, realigning with the Earth and coming home. He was talking about the clouds and how soft they were and how cold it was up there. He kept saying how cold he was and I touched his arm and retracted immediately as it was as cold as ICE! I was so overwhelmed in that minute and tears fell from my eyes, I couldn't even process what was happening, I was torn between; was he talking to God or has he lost his mind. During this entire time he had his arms extended to the sky and was totally focused on his conversation. Finally he rested his arms and began talking about being in a warm swimming pool and his skin was warm again. I just sat there in bewilderment as he continued to ask God to help him. Finally he opened his eyes and asked me to raise the head of his bed and we continued to talk as if nothing had ever happened.
I just kept this information to myself thinking that maybe he was just really suffering from ICU delirium. That evening just before 9pm we got the phone call that there had been a change in his condition and we needed to come to the hospital. I already knew he died. I knew because he was already headed home that afternoon. There is no doubt in my mind that God exists and my Dad is in Heaven today.
May you truly enjoy the reason for the season and find comfort in knowing there is more to come for us!
Merry Christmas
My heart will always ache for him.
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