This story was told :
A mother whose only son was
seriously sick in the hospital. She
cared for him as best as she can. When relatives and friends came for visit,
she asked them to attend to her son while she went to the chapel to pray. She
started by acknowledging God as the Source of Life, thanking God for giving her
a son,who is the joy of her life. Then
she begs God to spare him. The graver his condition became, the louder she
prayed. But even with her prayers
notwithstanding, her son died. Friends and relatives were worried about
how she would take it. But they
were so surprise to see her take her son’s death in peace! She was calm and recollect as she
accepted the words of comfort and
sympathies by those who came to condole with her .
When asked, how come? She
said: “What I prayed for was what I wanted. But during my prayer, there was
something in me that said: “Let go, Let
God”. And it was at that certain point when I finally said: “Your will be done, O
Lord” With my son’s death, It was obvious that God did not go along with what I
wanted. Though painful, I accepted his will wholeheartedly. He knew best.