Love In Action

Health Update: I completed my 19th cycle of IV chemotherapy and am on my 20th cycle of oral chemotherapy. My oncologist has discontinued steroid therapy due to high glucose levels, but I’m not complaining, steroids are the worst! Counts remain below normal but stable, so I’ll take it. Overall a very good report, Praise the Lord!

There are a couple of cemeteries close to where I live. Small, old and kept up just enough to not have weeds growing over the headstones. A chain link fence borders the area with a gate that is always open. Unlike most cemeteries I’ve seen, this one doesn’t get decorated on special holiday’s with sprays of flowers for mom’s, dad’s or even veterans. Living in the area for over fourteen years, I could probably count on one hand the number of times I’ve seen a single visitor, it otherwise seems completely deserted. It’s because it seemed so deserted that when I started seeing a regular visitor it caught my attention.

He was an elderly man, tall, gray hair but often wore a hat. It didn’t matter what time of day I passed he was there. Whether I was taking the kids to school in the morning or picking up my children after school, going to the store or church, he was there, sitting beside a fresh mound of dirt. On rainy days, I would find him sitting in a lawn chair, holding an umbrella and on hot days he’d still be there but when the lawn chair was empty, I would see him sitting in his car, probably  cooling off in the air conditioning from sitting out for hours in the sun. Besides his chair, I frequently saw a fresh bouquet of flowers.

I couldn’t help but wonder why he was there, who was he visiting and what had happened? My first guess was it was his beloved wife and that they’d probably been high school sweethearts and been married a very long time. But each time I passed, I prayed for him and his broken heart regardless of his story.

One Saturday afternoon, on our way to church, there he was and I had a heart-compelling, now or never feeling that I needed to stop right then and speak to him. If I said nothing, I had to at least tell him that I was praying for him. I asked Chris to pull into the cemetery and reluctantly, he did. Nearly jumping out of the car, I walked up to the elderly man, with my hand out to shake his and said, “Hello, sir? My name is Amy and I’ve been passing this cemetery for over two months and you are here each and every time. I don’t know what your story is or who you are here visiting, but you must have loved them so very much. And I want you to know that each time I passed, I prayed for you and that God would comfort you.” Taking my hand, and tears in his eyes, he said, “I’m Chippy, my wife called me Chippy. She was my best friend and love of my life.” Chippy went on to tell me a little bit about their love story. He drove a long distance every day to sit by her final resting place. They’d bought their plots when they lived in town but had moved farther out in recent years. He went on to say that he knew she was in Heaven with Jesus and that he would see her again one day, but that he missed her so much. I told him that I hope she knew how much he loved her because what he does each and every day has shown me the love he had for her and that I can only hope to be loved that much some day. As I said goodbye, I asked if I could give him a hug and told him that I would continue to pray for comfort and peace. He thanked me for stopping and for praying.

I never saw Chippy again. Not in the morning or the afternoon. Not in the spring, summer or fall. No evidence of a fresh bouquet of flowers on her stone. I’m not sure if the stop at the cemetery was more for him or for me that day, but what I do know is that I saw love in action, when nothing else could be expected or returned, he loved anyway.

There is a new grave where Chippy sat. One day, I may just have to stop and see if Chippy is again with the “love of his life.”

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The scripture below is in memory of my Great- Grandfather, William Sebastian Klumpp February 8, 1882 – January 1, 1976. His favorite book of the Bible was 1 John. Pictured here with me, and my brothers, Areon and Jason.

“Dear friends, let us love one another, for love comes from God. Everyone who loves has been born of God and knows God. Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love.” 1 John 4:7

Life, Love & Cancer Ribbons,

Amy

15 thoughts on “Love In Action

  1. What a precious testimony, Amy. Bet Middler sang a song, “Hello in There.”, a long time ago. A beautiful song of not passing by the elderly. You, didnt❣️I know you showed him Gods love that day….and I know he appreciated it.
    Love you. You are such an encourager 😘

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  2. I’m so glad you have conquered another round of chemo! I’m also happy to know that your numbers didn’t plummet but were good without the steroids.
    I’ve said this before and your dad said it many times to you too “God has given you a special gift for writing and you need to write a book “!
    I love you so deeply ( like the man at the cemetery) and I will never be able to really express it enough.
    We may be miles apart physically at times but you are always as close as if you were standing beside me !🥰❣️

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  3. Oh Amy. You are touching so many lives. You are such a special angel. I’m so happy you are able to continue your chemo. Prayers for you and your family.

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  4. This was so beautiful Amy. It may me cry cause it was so touching. You are a mighty woman of God and he has truly blessed you. I agree with Nancy you need to write a book. I am so glad you have gotten through another day of chemo. I pray for you daily. I am so thankful God has put you in my life. Love you girl.

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  5. WOW, I am always amazed at your way with words and your call to obedience! You are one special lady that I am proud to call friend!! ❤️🙌🏼
    I look forward to when I read a post from you that says, “last chemo treatment”…God is so good and faithful!

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  6. Love this Amy! I remember you telling me this story before and it is so beautiful… thanks for sharing! Praise God for a good report and no steroids!

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