
This story is not one you’re likely to hear on the evening news. But it is a story of an old man on a mission to tell anyone that will listen… His story is posted to encourage readers to never take a moment for granted; neither should marriage vows be so easily broken. Life is fragile, but God’s love and grace are eternal.
It had been five years since Mr. Miser received the devastating news. He remembered that day like yesterday…August 8, 2004—his wife insisted that he keep the doctor appointment she made for him.
He hated going to the doctor, like most men. But he’s constantly reminded of how thankful he was that he heeded his wife’s ultimatum, “You’re going to the doctor, Bill Miser, or else…”
Funny! He never found out what the or else ultimatum was. But he concluded it was death and eternal damnation because he had not accepted Jesus Christ as his personal Savior.
They’d gotten married right out of high school. It was love at first sight. Margie had been a “church girl” all her life.
Margie was the wife he’d always dreamed of finding. Sure they’d had their ups and down; even said some hurtful words, and did some shameful things; nevertheless, they kept their vow for better or for worse; in sickness and in health, until death do us part. After 50 years they were still together. A day didn't pass without giving God thanks.
Margie had always been there through the many tests, hospital and doctor visits, pain, chemo, radiation, sleepless nights, and certainly doubts and fears of leaving her and their children too soon (whenever that is). He recalls the many nights that he heard Margie praying for his healing and strength to endure the pain.
Her prayers lulled him to sleep at night, and often early in the dawning hours it was Margie’s prayers that he woke up to. In spite of the pain there was always an aroma of hope that permeated their home.
Mr. Miser has been in remission now for five years. At each office visit the doctors are stunned at his miraculous recovery. However, he was quick to remind them that God’s grace and mercy was keeping him alive. And of course, Margie’s prayers that are now a bowl of incense before the Throne.
Margie went home to be with the Lord the same week the doctor’s gave the prognosis as hopeful; cancer was in remission.
At every opportunity Mr. Miser shares his story he begins and ends with a question, “What if… What if I hadn’t met Margie?”
He answers immediately, “Well, I could guess, or imagine what it would have been like. Anyway, I’m thankful I don’t have to guess. I met Margie; God sent her to me, and she changed my life by her unwavering faith. I’m alive today because Margie didn’t give up on me. I didn’t give up on her, and we didn’t give up on God! But, my friends, what if God had given up on us?”
We may see things from a different perspective if we would ask the questions, “What if….”
What if God gives up on us?
“And I am certain that God, who began the good work within you, will continue his work until it is finally finished on the day when Christ Jesus returns” (Philippians 1:6).