Do y’all remember The Angel In My Room? If not, take a minute and read this post from last year, because…
Who should call me the day before my surgery to see what was happening and where I would be?
Yep. Grandaddy Smith.
And after I was all gowned up and ready to go into surgery, the nurse showed up with a card for me, and who should it be from?
Yep. Grandaddy Smith.
And Friday afternoon while I was in post-op, who should come knocking at my door to visit me?
Yep. Grandaddy Smith.
And guess what he did?
Oh, he sang to me. Again.
That man is truly a messenger from God!
“In the midst of winter, I found there was within me an invincible summer.” (Albert Camus)
He is one special Grandaddy. That is the sweetest thing in the world!
“Do not forget to entertain strangers, for by doing so some have unwittingly entertained angels.” Hebrews 13:2 Praising God for sending an angel to minister to you.
That sounds a lot better than being serenaded by the dude at Sergio’s who was singing to the women at our table many years ago … Slowhand’s ‘Cocaine’ into ‘Let’s Pray.’
We think of you and the family often!