Excerpt From Daddy’s Little Girl, Chapter 14

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The 2000’s

We knew Perry was ill, but none of us realized the seriousness of his condition. He had hidden it from us. Sure, his physical appearance had changed, such as his weight and color, but we knew that he had been dealing with Hepatitis C.

In the spring of 2000, I received a call from Perry’s friend, Susie. She told me that I needed to come to the hospital right away because Perry was seriously ill. We hadn’t heard from him and were trying to find him. While driving there, I thought about the horrible vision God had shown me 2 years earlier. A casket had appeared in front of me suspended in the air. Somehow I knew Perry was in there. Shocked, I yelled, “What, Perry is going to die?” I thought about our sister Cheri. I hadn’t prayed for her because I thought God wouldn’t answer a child’s prayer. I wasn’t going to make the same mistake with Perry, her twin brother.

Before I walked into the hospital room, Susie grabbed me in the hall and prepared me for what I would see. She said that Perry was very low, very thin, and didn’t look good at all. At that moment, I decided that I would not allow my brother to die. I entered the room and walked over to his bed. He was very thin. His strength had left him. He tried to smile and raise his hand to take mine. He thought he was going to die and so did she. Ignoring how he looked, I told him that he would be getting well and going home.

Six months later, we gathered for Thanksgiving dinner at Wayne and Carol’s house. Perry and I were alone at the table eating dinner. I looked at him with faith and love in my eyes because I was so grateful to God for him and said, “You didn’t think you would be here now did you?” He said, “No, I didn’t.” I told him how much I loved him, that I had prayed for him and I wouldn’t let him go. Tears came to his eyes and he thanked me. I already knew he thanked God.

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