How Could I NOT Go?

How Could I NOT Go?

It was a gorgeous bright sunshiny Easter morning. A couple hundred folks from our community gathered at our high school stadium at 6:00 A.M. to celebrate the Resurrection of our Savior.

This Sunrise Service was, by far, the most memorable one I’ve ever attended. I sat there with my parents, my husband, and our two young sons. I don’t think I heard a word the speaker said. But I did pay attention to the words of the songs while trying hard to hold back tears.

The lyrics of Christ the Lord Is Risen Today (Charles Wesley 1739) and Up From the Grave He Arose (Robert Lowry 1874) struck a chord in my spirit and my emotions like never before.

You see, just two days prior to that, my 22 year old brother had died. It was on Good Friday. And yes, it was a good Friday because my brother, Tommy, had suffered from cancer for two and a half years. It was good that he was no longer in pain and it was good to know that he was a born-again believer in Jesus.

I remember looking at my parents on that bright morning and thinking about how brave they were. There they were, sitting through this service, right out in public. I knew their hearts were broken but I also knew they had fallen into the arms of their greatest Love, Jesus Himself.  

During those hard years they had cared for and prayed for their precious son—a son who had promise, hopes, and dreams.

Tommy knew where he was going when his mortal end came. He was ready to go and he knew it—and we knew it.

It was hard to comprehend that there we were, celebrating life—that is LIFE ETERNAL—LIFE at its fullest.

I sat there, as the sun dispelled the morning chill, thinking about the reality that was so surreal. Yesterday we were immersed in death—final funeral arrangements and such. Just a few days before that we were immersed in pain—watching Tommy battle physical pain and dealing with our own emotional pain.

When Mama asked me if I was going to the sunrise service I was dumfounded. I couldn’t image going to a public gathering of any kind before we even had Tommy’s funeral, which would be Monday, after Easter.

I just couldn’t see it. But then I thought, “How can I not go?”

This was what it was all about! How could I not go and honor my Lord? How could I not go and acknowledge His glorious resurrection? How could I not go and honor my brother, who was now risen with his Lord? I had to go!

I was excited to go—to go and bear witness to the Gospel of Jesus Christ. While the speaker gave what I’m sure was an eloquent sermon, I didn’t hear a word. But in my mind, I could see my dear brother standing next to our risen Lord. There was Tommy, beaming with his most beautiful handsome smile.

He now knew many things that we will one day know. He was experiencing, first hand, many experiences that we look forward to in the sweet by-and-by. I knew, beyond any doubt that Tommy was in good hands, and he now possessed fullness of health, joy, peace, love, and on and on. 

 

That was 43 years ago and in all these years, it’s still my most memorable Easter. I thank God for such a memory.

 

 

 

 

©Connie Wohlford 2016

Perfected by Cancer

Perfected by Cancer

For my post today, I’m going to break away from the theme focusing on the value of God’s Word and write about a subject that has been on my heart and mind for the last week or so.

It was my honor to be asked to accept an award for my younger brother, Tommy, who died of cancer 42 years ago, at the age of 22. He was being inducted into the sports hall of fame of our high school alma mater.

As the inductee (fill-in) I was expected to give an acceptance speech and I’d like to share it with you in this post to honor Tommy and the God he loved.

RHS Sports Hall of Fame 2015 − Acceptance Speech for Tommy 

                                                                       −Delivered Sept. 5, 2015

I can’t tell you how honored I am to receive this award on behalf of my brother, Tommy.  All of our family is so pleased and proud. 

Our parents, Rudy and Edith Edwards, would be beyond thrilled for this occasion. 

I appreciate all the intense work done by the committee to make this possible. And thank you Doug and Kenny for your introduction of Tommy.

Tommy Edwards - Radford High School - 1968

As you already heard, Tommy excelled as an athlete and accomplished much in Bobcat sports.

But I want to tell you about another side of Tommy. In fact, this side of him didn’t shine through much until he left RHS and was diagnosed with cancer.

 

Tommy’s dream was to play football for VA Tech. And Coach Jerry Claiborne wanted Tommy on his team. But, needing to pull up his GPA, Tommy took a detour to Massanutten Military Academy and then to Ferrum Junior College, playing football at both places.                 

But Tommy’s dream of becoming a Hokie football player never came about. He was 19 years old when doctors at Duke University Hospital diagnosed him with cancer. 

This athletic, popular, talented, handsome, and seemingly healthy young man was stopped in his tracks that day. The doctors told us that the lump beside his eye was malignant and his eye would have to be removed. To add insult to injury, they also said there was no hope of him using a prosthetic eye because some tissue and bone also need to go. Therefore he would have to wear a patch for the rest of his life.                                                    

 

Tommy Edwards - Ferrum Jr. College -1970

Even after all this, Tommy played football at Ferrum the next season (1972).  He did get ticked off at his coach for not putting him in the games due to pain he was having in his neck. We soon learned that cancer had damaged his vertebrae, thus causing pain.

Did God give Tommy cancer in order to stop him in his tracks?  No.

God does not put cancer on people. But God does use bad circumstances to bring about His ultimate good.

Back in the first century when Stephen was stoned to death because he was a Christian, the believers in Jerusalem scattered, and the Gospel was spread throughout the known world. God got lots of mileage out of the tragedy of Stephen—thus turning it for good.

So for Tommy, on that sunny September day, his path suddenly changed in two very powerful ways. Instead of playing college football, attending classes, and enjoying campus life, he experienced surgeries, pain, affliction, and fear.                                                                                        

And instead of living the life of a self-indulgent college student, he turned back to the God of his childhood and the Savior he knew he could trust.

My precious brother battled cancer for 2½ years before he went to Heaven on Good Friday of 1973.  As we attended the Easter sunrise service two days later I knew my dear brother was alive and well, and even better yet−he was with our risen Lord.

In Tommy’s situation, there was bad news and there was good news. He had cancer and died at the young age of 22−terrible news.

But that affliction put him on his knees at the foot of the Cross. He turned back to God and encouraged his friends to follow Christ as well. Again, as God does so well, He took a bad situation, and turned it for good, building up His Kingdom in the process.

In a newspaper article, written by Charles Fretwell, a few days after Tommy died, he wrote:

“As outstanding as his accomplishments were in High School athletics, earning many letters in three major sports as well as area wide recognition for his athletic ability, all this fades into the background compared to the last two and a half years of his life. Years in which he demonstrated to his friends, his family, and his associates what it means to be a Christian and how a Christian should react to whatever life has in store for him. As all of us who knew him well realized, he never complained. He made the burden for his family and his friends easier by his acceptance of fate.”

“The last months of his life were spent, not in self-pity nor giving in to pain but in talking to, and writing to, his friends telling them how Christ had strengthened his life and had helped him to bear up under the burdens. He urged them to look anew at their own lives and to allow Christ to be a part of their lives too. He gave to many of them a copy of his favorite book−a Bible.” 

“What have we learned from the experience and the example of this fine young man? Courage has taken on a new meaning for each of us.  …  We all face life with its uncertainties and grope for the means to deal with these uncertainties as they appear on the scene. Courage is not easy to come by nor is it easy to maintain once adversity sets in, but Tommy demonstrated that Christian courage can overcome the cruelest blow and Webster’s dictionary now has a new meaning to add under that word – Tommy Edwards.”      

SO− all the honors and accolades a person can accumulate in a lifetime are nothing in light of Eternity. But they can give a person a platform from which to proclaim the Good News of the Gospel of Jesus Christ, which is what Tommy did in the last days of his life.

The writer of Ecclesiastes said, God has made everything beautiful in its time. Also He has put eternity in their hearts.

As I said earlier, cancer knocked Tommy to his knees and he chose to land at the foot of the cross. When he looked up he saw Jesus and came face to face with Eternity.

We’ll all come face to face with Eternity one day. And I so look forward to the glorious reunion with Tommy and other loved ones who’ve chosen to follow Jesus.                                                               

We usually think of cancer as a curse, but cancer perfected Tommy.
It brought out the very best in him and was the catalyst that ultimately brought him to total wellness and wholeness in Eternity. 

So now, with great joy, I accept this award for Tommy.  And on behalf of our family, thank you.

---- We all go through trials of some kind from time to time. Some have cancer or other dreaded afflictions, many have debilitating financial problems, and lots of people seem to have one family crisis after another. We even know folks who have trials in all of the above areas.

Like Tommy, we can turn to Jesus in these tough times. It’s our choice. The Hebrew word for Jesus is Yeshua. I recently read that the root word for Yeshua means safety.

We can find safety in Jesus no matter what our trial. There are lots of scary things that happen to people and today’s world has lots of scary things going on in it. No matter what befalls us, let’s look to Jesus for safety and take comfort in His words: These things I have spoken to you, that in Me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation; but be of good cheer, I have overcome the world.  John 16:33

If you’d like, please comment on how God has helped you through adversity at some time in your life. God bless you and thanks for sharing.

©Connie Wohlford 2015