I was there when she got the phone call. Sitting in her rocker, my dear grandmother’s fear was confirmed. The tumor was cancerous and there wasn’t much hope for recovery. I cried all the way home. And then prayed, God, my faith isn’t strong enough, I need to know You are in this with us.
We’re physical beings, so sometimes it’s hard to have faith when we can’t literally see or hear God. But He’s always with us, hears our prayers, and wants to be the strength in our weakness. This was a time when I needed Him to be that for me.
I was devastated when doctors moved my grandma, Irene, to hospice. She was the one who showed me unconditional love with cookies and hugs. There was nothing I could do to help her. I needed God to be my rock, to prove solid under my wavering feet.
One morning when particularly weary, God brought me to Colossians 1:15, which says, “The Son is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn over all creation.” Reading those words reassured my soul that when my heart is faint, Jesus is an everlasting reminder of God’s provision and faithfulness. He’s tangible proof that God is with us and cares for us.
I knew then that God saw my pain and heard my prayers, not because He fixed everything, but He showed His presence and strengthened my faith. Knowing He was with me gave me great peace as I walked with my grandma through her suffering. I told Him all my fears, needs, and anguish through prayer, and He was the rock that stood firm beside me during one of my most desperate seasons.
~ Andrea Chatelain