My parents’ marriage was arranged for them in the late 1950’s. They set sail for a new life in a new land a few years after their wedding. For a while there in the middle, Dad got a little restless. He didn’t always appreciate Mom, but toward the end of his life, he praised her nonstop, he called her his “angel,” he only had eyes for her.
In the last days, she was the only one who could really bring him any deep, lasting comfort; if she happened to step out of the room for a few minutes to discuss pain meds with a nurse or get a fresh cup of ice for him, Dad would get restless…. As soon as Mom entered the room again, he’d grab hold of her hand and drift peacefully back into a sort of “sleep.” As for Mom, I don’t think she slept a wink all week.
And the thing that brings us all peace; the most beautiful piece of this story is this- it was this woman’s prayers and words that finally softened the heart of this man toward his Maker. Mom shared with Dad her dream- to spend eternity in Paradise with him at the feet of Jesus. “Yenninga,” she wrote, “Will you say Yes to the Lord Jesus?”
And 60 years after saying “Yes” silently in his heart at a Billy Graham Crusade in India, he said “Yes” again- this time, out loud. Twice. There we were- all 4 of us- my mom, my dad, my brother and me. It was a public confession of an inward profession. We were all there to witness it… and it was glorious.
I’m inspired by the commitment and love and faith my parents shared- truly, a love that lasts beyond a lifetime.
We will be celebrating the love and life of Dr. Danu Chellappa in a few weeks in Missouri. Till all is settled here at home, things are on hold in Podcastland. #familymatters
For those who’ve asked, charitable donations can be mailed (in lieu of flowers)
Fellowship Bible Church at Cross Creek, PO Box 138, Kirbyville MO 65679