Our neighbor that did this has 4 children, and has raised them in a Godly home. For them, this is a normal mode of operation. See a need, fill it. Someone ailing, bring a meal for them. Emergency, stop and pray NOW. That is the way they live. Needless to say, they are a blessing to our entire family.
Here is the story as I posted it: A TRUE STORY TO INSPIRE YOU: Many of you know Marsha's mom is staying with us since the passing of her father. Tonight I drove mom Greer to Walmart to pick up some diabetic testing strips. I was not sure about her condition, as there seemed to be confusion about where we were, etc. Upon leaving Walmart, she complained of dizziness and feeling faint. Upon our arrival home, it was plain that not all was right.
We felt like she should go to the ER to be checked. The situation escalated, and an ambulance was called to our home. The EMS folk prepped her for a trip to the local hospital. I looked outside through the open window, and a truck was stopped on the street. I thought it was an extra EMS crew member arriving (it is a volunteer EMS). I went outside to tell them all was under control.
As I approached the truck, I could see it was not EMS folk. It was our neighbor, Sandy, and her three girls. They were out of the truck, and kneeling in prayer on the side of the road in front of our house. As I approached them, the youngest one jumped up with tears streaming down and wanted to know if we were OK. I said yes, that mom Greer needed to see the doctor but was not in immediate danger.
We all gathered for a round of hugs. This time last year, and ambulance took our oldest daughter to the hospital. We almost lost her that night. God had a different plan. Our neighbors knew if an ambulance was in our driveway, prayer was needed. They did not hesitate, they didn't even ask. They just stopped and fell on their knees in intervention. They then realized why they were detained in getting home, as it was getting late. God detained them so they would arrive at the hour of need. Mom Greer is resting and awaiting test at the hospital. Wouldn't you like to have neighbors like that on your street?
[Editor's response to Marty Airhart: He and his family reside in Hollywood, MD. However, their music studios are in California, MD. These are two adjacent towns in Maryland. Marty is a gifted musician. He grew up in the First Pentecostal Holiness Church in Birmingham, my home church. Both his father and brother served as deacons of our church. I had the privilege and honor to perform the wedding ceremony for Marty and Marsha.]
Praise the Lord! Hallelujah. Glory to His Holy Name.
What incredible and wonderful neighbors. A whole family down on their knees praying and interceding for God to come to the rescue and bring His healing power to meet the need of the aging lady, Marsha's mother.
It is true . . . we are a part of the family of God.
Lord, Help us to serve You by serving others. I thank God for you Marty in your excellent, even copacetic, report of a deeply spiritual event that changed the day and spoke volumes about this Godly family.
Your friend in all seasons,
P. S. "Be patient, Dr. Morgan" Marty wrote this song about me when I became the pastor of our home church. I am not known for patience; however, God continues to work on me. The name of our church in Birmingham had been changed to Good Shepherd Pentecostal Holiness Church. I served the church as their pastor for nine years.]