During phase 1 of our Texas trip, we passed through Shreveport, LA to visit some very special friends. We go way back!
Mr. Smitty and his daughter, Andrea have known me since I was just a little kid. Andrea was my mom's best friend and they have been through thick and thin! Andrea was diagnosed with brain cancer a long time ago and because of all the treatment, she has no short-term memory.
It is very heartbreaking to visit Andrea and her dad. It is crazy that because of their conditions, they are both in the same nursing home together. Mr. Smitty had a stroke a few years ago that caused him to loose movement in the left side of his body. He is such an amazing man of God and I look up to him so much! He has had a very rough time, feeling useless. Every time we see him, we encourage him and tell him that his life has purpose and that God is not finished with him yet.
I had a moment alone with Mr. Smitty while we were visiting. I was telling him that I liked the nursing home and that it seemed very nice. I told him that I look forward to visiting when we come through at Christmas. He said, "Well, I'll be here. I'll be here 'til the day I die." Oh! My heart aches for this man! I told him that I look forward to heaven someday and that I feel like such an alien to this earth. "This isn't our home," Mr. Smitty said "It's our home away from home."
I wonder what It would feel like to be Mr. Smitty. To know that each day, you are either a day closer to dying or a day closer to Jesus coming back.
Mr. Smitty is a person who inspires me to wake up each morning and live it like its my last. To open my eyes and say, "Thank you God that I'm alive! Use my life for your glory!"