It was her turn, the nurses informed her
To see her critically ill dad.
"Daddy it’s me, Emily,”
She
kept repeating to him over and over again.
His loud breathing was the only answer she got, as she tried her best to revive him.
The nurse tried to comfort her as she gently
walked her out of the room.
“Don’t be depressed child, you are not alone, and
we are all your family”.
“I am not, she replied. I just wish he
meets his saviour before he too is taken away from me”.
“Let’s keep praying dear that’s the only
thing we can do.” nurse said gently squeezing her by the hand.
Emily nodded went into the chapel closed the
door and prayed.
“Dear lord give me just one more day to hold
him,
Just one more time to say I love him,
Give me the assurance I pray that it’s into your
hands he is coming.
This I pray in your holy name Amen.”
When she went to visit him next morning
She was surprised to see him awake, on seeing
her he smiled weakly.
“I had a beautiful dream of heaven, I cannot
wait to get there. " He said in a voice barely audible.
She hugged him tightly ”Thank you for being
such an awesome dad,
I am going to miss you, Daddy”! She buried
her head into his hands and cried.
Later that night she was informed he had
died peacefully in his sleep.
She did not know whether to laugh or cry
Looking up heaven ward she whispered "Father God it’s me Emily...thank you for answering me!!
