My “EEeeeerrrrrry” Phone Call: God works in mysterious ways


A few years back, just before Barry and I married, I was enjoying my peaceful ride to work. I loved my time alone driving to work. I could crank the radio up or just have peace and quiet. Once I walked in the door at work, chaos always ensued.

I was sitting at a stop-light when my cell phone started ringing. It was a resident at the home I worked for. She wanted me to know that God had just spoken to her and said he was coming for her shortly. She requested that I call her family and get them to the home quickly, she wasn’t sure how much time she had and wanted to say good-bye. She requested I call the Hospice to get them to her bedside.  She then told me to be quick and careful getting to the office, but she needed to hug my neck one last time.

When she hung up, I immediately called the home to get someone to lay eyes on her. After contacting my supervisor, I did everything she asked. I decided to contact her pastor, since he was local.

Everyone made it to the home for a wonderful good-bye. When I arrived, I headed straight for her room. I walked in, sat on the bed next to her. She sat up, wrapped her arms around me and kissed my cheek. She whispered, “Thank you” in my ear and fell back on her pillow. She was gone. Our Heavenly Father had her at His side.


Daily Prompt: Whoa!


What’s the most surreal experience you’ve ever had?

As a young nurse, I admitted my very first patient around three o’clock in the morning. I became a nurse, long before Assisted Living Homes and Hospices, were on every corner.

The gentlemen I admitted was in the hospital to be made comfy in his last few hours. His family was with him.It was real sad to see him so sick, but he was headed to a better, pain-free place.

He wasn’t with me long, within the hour after admission, I suggested to his family that they spend time together and say their good-byes. Within the hour, he had passed away. 

While in the room, taking care of my last details.The gentlemen’s brother walked to the bed, placed his hand on his leg and stated,

“I’d give anything to see him take one more breath.” 

The patient had not moved a muscle in over ten minutes, the minute his brother made his statement, the patient sat straight up in the bed, his eyes open, took a deep breath and smiled. He fell backwards, onto his pillow and never moved again.

Being my first admission, I will never forget this man and his family. I truly believe I saw an act of God that night.