Roland's Final Act of Worship
The last three days have been mentally and physically exhausting. Sunday night, Andrea’s grandfather went into cardiac arrest, by the time the paramedics arrived, and were able to revive him, he had been without oxygen to his brain for 10-12 minutes.
Monday, and Most of Tuesday were exhausting filled with friends, family, prayer and tears. Around 5:20 we were all told that there was no brain activity, and there was nothing else they could do. So again, friends and family gathered for one last goodbye. As they pulled out the respirator, we all gathered in the room to sing Amazing Grace with Roland. I can’t even try to type this, and my roommate, one of my mentors, and a close friend, George Lockhart has already written it so boldly. I will just paste his encounter below.
What happened is that the last song the group was singing was Amazing Grace and during the song, they pulled the respirator and administered some morphine for any pain. Slowly the heart monitor beeped and as Roland ebbed away, the beeps became slower and slower. But just before the final beep, as the group was singing the “praise God, praise God” segment of the song, with no brain activity for 2 days, Roland lifted his hand to join in praise of God. Moving his hand from where it lie, he raised his hand! With all the saints passed and present, he praised God. I can hear Roland say it once last time:”Amen”!
Now. If you have never met Roland, you might not understand that. Roland was more than just Andrea’s Grandfather. He was my next door neighbor, my landlord, the man that shouted “Amen!” in church, and the man that stood at the door, and greeted every single person that walked threw those doors.
He was the man who told me to turn the music down, and the man who told me I needed to get the grass cut, and the man that told me, “Boy, you sure are ugly, but I’ll learn to love ya.” Those words, resonate inside of me. He was also the man who handed me money every time I did something for him, even though I didn’t want to take it. He was the man who would go out of his way to help but somehow, never seemed to boast about it, or even acknowledge that he had helped. He was a man with a HUGE heart. He was a great example of Christ. (as long as I’ve known him)
My heart hurts for the Andrea and her family. Knowing Roland is in a perfect place, and left on such a great note helps, but the hurt is still real. We all love Roland, and he will be missed.
To wish condolences, or to view Andrea’s account on this, you can checkout her site over at www.shalomexistence.com
In Loving Memory of Roland Underwood.
Rest in Peace.
