We just got back from a memorial service for Uncle Marc. He lived a vibrant and full life till the very end. He was visiting cousin Karen at the Lake House, which was a familiar trip several times a year. This time the autumn leaves were turning. Karen had her work in one room that weekend and Uncle Marc was doing taxes in the next room. They had already decided to have Sunday dinner there and drive back on Monday morning.
It was during that Sunday dinner, mid-sentence, that Uncle Marc experienced a severe stroke. Cousin Karen has a son-in-law who is a paramedic, so she knew several of the steps on what to do. She ordered the helicopter to meet the paramedics at the local emergency center. They flew Uncle Marc back to Minneapolis directly to the hospital. The stroke was severe, but they kept him alive for two days.
We got the news about the stroke on Monday morning and prayed. We believe God and Marc were able to do some final, important, business together between Sunday night and Tuesday when he passed.
Cousin Karen was asked to give a tribute to Marc at the service two weeks later. She wanted to spend more time with us visiting family, but her own daughter was having complications with labor pains while we were in town. As we all walked out of the service, Cousin Karen’s other daughter showed her Mom the picture of the new baby Esther that had been born during the service. We celebrated and said good-bye to one life as the new little one breathed her first breath. It completed the circle of life. Joy interrupted our grief. Our tears of joy spilled out on top of our sorrow. The celebration of life continued on in heaven as we received the new bundle of a perfectly formed and healthy baby from heaven.
God, you understand every angle of all our emotions. Meet those of us in grief carrying on without Uncle Marc. And help us celebrate the new life of Esther, this precious baby girl into the family.