When my mom was in the hospital, a priest from the church offered to come and give her the Anointing of the Sick. It was so hectic there and my mom was so exhausted that she didn’t want him to come. Even when she came home, it has been busy with doctor and home care appointments. But, she was beginning to feel somewhat better and did want the priest to come so we made the appointment. He was supposed to come yesterday, but there was some confusion, so we rescheduled for today. Ironically – or God’s plan – it was the perfect day for him to come over. We got a call very early this morning that my mom’s brother was not doing very well and they were beginning palliative care. My uncle had been in poor health for several years now and has been in and out of the hospital. He has suffered a lot. But it is still difficult to know that his death is inevitable. Their family lives across the country and unfortunately, my mom is just not able to make that kind of a trip. I was so thankful that my aunt called and gave my mom an opportunity to talk with her brother. My dad and I stood by as she used the speaker phone. Although we couldn’t understand most of what he was saying, we did make out, “I’ll see you there later.” When my mom said good-bye and hung up, we knew that was the last time we would hear his voice. It was heart wrenching. The priest came over this afternoon not knowing anything of the day we had. We prayed and talked for about an hour. He brought the oil and anointed my mom. He also brought a tremendous amount of peace, of which we are all grateful.

I Found God today with peace in a difficult day.