He had been on the vent for 7 weeks. I was missing him pretty bad a few weeks ago, not being able to call or talk to him like we usually do. It already felt like I'd lost him, even though I still had faith God could heal him. But he'd been in a coma before for the H1N1 and had told me how horrible it was and I kept thinking, if I was this close to Jesus, and everyone was praying for me to stay, I wouldn't want that. Not being able to move or taste water for all that time. I felt for him. Anyway, I read last night the words "One thing is needful" and I pondered that. Later God put a song in my head about Calvary, a song that reminded me what was important. We're all like Martha, telling Jesus what all needs to be done. But Jesus told her "One thing is needful, and Mary hath chosen that good part that shall not be taken away from her." So Mike goes with him. Because thats what was needful. Not the oxygen count, not the blood count, not the heart rate all these things are what WE think is needful. For here. But not for glory. Thank God we are going to him, soon. This place is not our home.
7 weeks is actually a really long time to survive the vent. It kills most people in 2-3. Shows the power of prayer and the love of Jesus even when the doctors were trying to end his life. He’s be with us still if someone had the courage to unplug him.
My apologies, that was meant in relation to covid specifically. But i can tell you, your brother must have been strong, many are ready to give up after a few weeks on vent, its often reported that when asked patients would take death over another multi week stint on a vent. Its not specified but im sure its not just the vent, its being treated like an experiment, getting poked, drugged, monitors / noise constantly popping off. unfortunately the icu environment is one of the least human. But again regardless, hats off to your brother, he was a strong willed mofo to go through that for that long.
Love how this scripture resonates with your experience. God is good. We want our will but it's God's will that is done. Sorry for you loss and praying for you and your family.
May God bless you and your family and comfort all of you.
From my morning Bible read today (Philippians 3)...
20 But our citizenship is in heaven. And we eagerly await a Savior from there, the Lord Jesus Christ, 21 who, by the power that enables him to bring everything under his control, will transform our lowly bodies so that they will be like his glorious body.
Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free!
I follow the plan God laid for me.
I saw His face, I heard His call,
I took His hand and left it all...
I could not stay another day,
To love, to laugh, to work or play;
Tasks left undone must stay that way
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss...
Ah yes, these things I, too, shall miss.
And if my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy.
My life's been full, I've savoured much:
Good times, good friends, a loved one's touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief--
Don't shorten yours with undue grief.
Be not burdened with tears of sorrow,
Enjoy the sunshine of the morrow.
He had been on the vent for 7 weeks. I was missing him pretty bad a few weeks ago, not being able to call or talk to him like we usually do. It already felt like I'd lost him, even though I still had faith God could heal him. But he'd been in a coma before for the H1N1 and had told me how horrible it was and I kept thinking, if I was this close to Jesus, and everyone was praying for me to stay, I wouldn't want that. Not being able to move or taste water for all that time. I felt for him. Anyway, I read last night the words "One thing is needful" and I pondered that. Later God put a song in my head about Calvary, a song that reminded me what was important. We're all like Martha, telling Jesus what all needs to be done. But Jesus told her "One thing is needful, and Mary hath chosen that good part that shall not be taken away from her." So Mike goes with him. Because thats what was needful. Not the oxygen count, not the blood count, not the heart rate all these things are what WE think is needful. For here. But not for glory. Thank God we are going to him, soon. This place is not our home.
My thoughts are with you fren. May God Bless you and your family. And always remember, you will see him again!
7 weeks is actually a really long time to survive the vent. It kills most people in 2-3. Shows the power of prayer and the love of Jesus even when the doctors were trying to end his life. He’s be with us still if someone had the courage to unplug him.
ya i work in medical 2-3 weeks is the breaking point. If the lungs aren't destroyed by then they'll continue on.
I didn't know this. I guess bcz he came thru one vent after four weeks that he could thru again.
My apologies, that was meant in relation to covid specifically. But i can tell you, your brother must have been strong, many are ready to give up after a few weeks on vent, its often reported that when asked patients would take death over another multi week stint on a vent. Its not specified but im sure its not just the vent, its being treated like an experiment, getting poked, drugged, monitors / noise constantly popping off. unfortunately the icu environment is one of the least human. But again regardless, hats off to your brother, he was a strong willed mofo to go through that for that long.
Amen. I am sorry for your loss. Prayers for you, your brother and family. God bless.
Love how this scripture resonates with your experience. God is good. We want our will but it's God's will that is done. Sorry for you loss and praying for you and your family.
May God bless you and your family and comfort all of you.
From my morning Bible read today (Philippians 3)...
Thanks for this. My brother looks much younger now, I'm sure. No more aching knees.
Q hugs from my neck of the woods.
May God rest him. My grandmother also passed this morning. I have no words.
(((B)))
Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free! I follow the plan God laid for me. I saw His face, I heard His call, I took His hand and left it all... I could not stay another day, To love, to laugh, to work or play; Tasks left undone must stay that way
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss... Ah yes, these things I, too, shall miss. And if my parting has left a void, Then fill it with remembered joy.
My life's been full, I've savoured much: Good times, good friends, a loved one's touch. Perhaps my time seemed all too brief-- Don't shorten yours with undue grief. Be not burdened with tears of sorrow, Enjoy the sunshine of the morrow.