and Promises for Caregivers: Part 5
-Roy and Char Lessin
-Roy Lessin, Meeting in the Meadow
Father, You’re the strength that lifts the
You’re the oil that soothes the pain;
You’re the sunlight when there’s darkness,
You’re the shelter in the rain.
You’re the hand that brings all healing,
You’re the song that calms all fear;
You’re the peace that brings all comfort,
You’re the God who’s always near.
Story: Part 3
One evening, Roy invited a man over from work. His wife was also
invited. Both were total strangers to me. I learned that she and her husband
had just moved to our little town from San Francisco where she had worked with
During their visit, while I was walking ‘the loop’ in my home, I
heard the Lord’s voice clearly say I was to ask her to pray for me. In obedience,
I asked her and she did. Right there in our living room she prayed for my healing!
The following weeks she came to sit with me from time to time,
and she would walk the loop with me and cry with me. As we shared with each
other I quickly realized I was included in God’s plan for them, when He brought
them to our town and into our home.
Our family doctor had tried to persuade me to go to a
Parkinson’s specialist for some time. I did not want to because I did not want
to go on any medication.
On my next visit to my family doctor he looked at me and said, “It’s time.” I knew he
was right and I should trust him. I gave his nurse the go ahead and she got me
an appointment. Normally it was a few months wait, but she was able to get me
in to the specialist immediately.
When I arrived at the Parkinson’s doctor’s office I knew I was
squeezed into the scheduling, but I was there and would wait. I learned it was
his nurse who was to meet with me because his schedule was too full. However,
when the doctor looked out his office window and saw me walking
around the waiting room he told his nurse he wanted to see me and to send me
in! We spent an hour in his office. He assured me he could help, and sent me home
with a prescription in hand.
With the first pill my body began to quickly respond. Suddenly,
I was able to move about like I hadn’t in a few years! It was as if a miracle
was taking place!
The next two weeks I spent in an excellent rehab hospital.
Anything the physical therapy people asked me to do I would respond, “But, I
They would respond, “Yes, you can!” They explained that
Parkinson’s did not have control over me, but I had control over it!
During one of my sessions the therapist asked me to pick up my
water bottle. Slowly, I did. She said to me, “Parkinson’s just
picked up that water bottle. Now you pick it up.” I saw the difference!
When the time came for me to leave the hospital I walked
out to the car on my own. My physical therapist clapped as I walked, and she
rejoiced with me over the progress that was made while in their care.
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