|12/7/2017 8:26:00 AM|
Reader helped by a Christmas angel
I was on my way to the Twin Cities last Saturday.
My brother, Roger Anderson, had passed away on Friday. Roger's wife, Mary, became very sick and was hospitalized with acute leukemia and was not expected to live past a week.
As I approached Mt. Lake, my dash on the car was flashing a red light indicating low tire pressure. I decided to pull into the Casey's convenience store to ask for help.
The young man working there helped me fill the tires. He first checked the tires for a right amount of air.
The tires were new, so I was a bit surprised each needed air. I wanted to thank the young chap with a tip.
"No tip," he said. "Just have a nice day!" I asked for his name. He was Spencer Oeltjenbruns, my angel, God gave to me to lift my spirit.
I made it to see Mary. My son, Joel, was with me when we visited. She was not able to talk, but opened her eyes twice. We sang her favorite song, "Amazing Grace."
In the room were her two daughters and two grandsons and the boys' mother. As we sang, the grandson found the music on his iPhone.
Mary nodded to the music. We knew she heard. The last sense to go is hearing. We feel blessed to share God's word with her and sing her song.
Mary went to be with her husband, Roger, the next day. They will celebrate Christmas together in heaven.
Merry Christmas, be an angel. Even a warm smile is a special blessing!
- Irene Menken