George’s dads……..Entry for November 23, 2008
George Poulo sr. wasn’t quite sure what was happeneing the last few years of his life. I was blessed to witness his children caring for and loving him. So many parents are just “thrown away” in America. I will never forget the way his eyes lite up when Barb walked in the room and he would take out his deck of cards and Barb would never say no to him. In the end, George, his son was back and forth, washing him, praying with him, bringing him the little things that made him happy.
To me at least, it was a shock, because he died so suddenly. Of coarse he was old but still he seemed healthy. Now, will life go on like nothing happened? We only seem to dwell in the tragic young deaths like our sister Brenda but as George said very calmingly: “it was his time.”
Once I askes him what he did for a living and he responded; “I don’t remember.” I thought that to be very sad. He always dressed in a suit and tie and he liked to shave. After 84 years on this earth he didn’t remember much but that wasn’t important. He was known his whole life as a very private man, secluse and with few emotions. He wasn’t very good at expressing himself especially at love (so I was told)
Someone asked me once; “You are a Christian, so where are all the miracles?”
MIRACLES?
“Yes, miracles, the world is falling apart where is God? Where are the miracles?
I couldn’t answer him…..at that time.
THERE ARE millions of miracles everyday. Most of them slip right by. They are not secrets but they are fleeting and innocent. Like the air around us, they are everywhere and we can’t live without them.
Miracles aren’t flashes of thunder and lightening, wads of money, walking on water, a brand new house………..ONE DAY we will sit in a darkened theater and watch our life rewind and we will see the very special effects that miracles have had on our lives.
IN THE END Mr George Poulo, born in December of 1923, his memory of 84 years on this planet a fuzzy blurry cloud, was able to look his children in the eye and say someting that had been lacking for over half a decade; “I love you”
Just one of those little miracle gifts from God.
