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Reminiscing: The rest of the story ... Faith in a hospital waiting room

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I think it was about 1986 or ’87. Those years since that fateful time we had spent sitting in hospital waiting rooms waiting for Julie to slowly wake up out of a coma run together. Her recovery was very slow, but she was still alive and getting better every day, week, and year.

She was now at her home in the 100-year-old farm house in Roanoke, north of Fort Worth. She had to have nursing care during the day, because Mike had to go back to work teaching school. But Julie knew who we were, her memory had come back, she could laugh and talk, hold a conversation, though she still had problems with her short- term memory. She was in a wheelchair now, but spent most of her days sleeping.

Eddie and I had found a wonderful church home in Bedford, a suburb of Hurst, called First United Methodist Church of Bedford. We were good friends with Bill and Beverly Earley, who were the lay pastors of our Community Group. Bill had been asked to preach at a little church in Graford, west of Fort Worth, that Sunday. Several people from our group were going that morning to support him as he preached, and then afterward we were invited to a potluck dinner in the church. Eddie and I were looking forward to a wonderful Sunday.

As we were driving out to Graford, we were enjoying the beautiful ranch land and rolling hills and small towns west of Fort Worth.

I said, “You know, Chuck DeHaan had a ranch out here somewhere. I wonder where he lives. I sure would love to see him. It has been a long time, almost five years!” Eddie said, “We need to look him up sometime.”

We arrived at the little white church in Graford and we all sat in the church as the service started. Bill Earley preached a wonderful sermon about God’s faithfulness. I kept looking at the back of a man’s head that was sitting in the front row. I kept thinking he looked familiar. When the service was over, everyone gathered around to greet us as we started to the fellowship hall. The man in the front row came up to greet us. No wonder he looked so familiar! It was Chuck DeHaan with his wife Joy! We were so happy to see each other. They remembered us, of course, like we remembered them. The first thing Chuck said was, “How is Julie?” We told him about Julie and how she was doing these days. Then he told us a story.

He told us about that day he prayed for Julie. He was on the elevator and he heard God’s voice tell him to go back to ICU and pray for Julie. He said it was the first time God had told him to go pray for someone. So that was when he came to me, and asked me if it was okay. That was after the doctor had told them about the decision they had to make about their son. The next day their son died.

It was after that, Chuck said, he joined Cowboys for Christ, and began preaching at rodeos all over the United States. He said he always told the story of Julie, and how God told him to pray for her. He said he had just preached in Fort Worth the night before. He had told Julie’s story that very night.

He was so amazed to see us that morning! As we were him and Joy! I don’t know why, when we pray, some people are healed and others are not. I just know that God is God and we should not give up, because He loves us no matter what.

I would like to see Chuck DeHaan now, and for Julie to meet him. Maybe we can do that sometime this year.

Lois Zook Wauson is the oldest of eight children who grew up on a farm in Wilson County in the mid 20th century. After many years of living in other parts of Texas, she now lives and writes in Floresville. Her two books are available from the Wilson County News office. Email her at

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