The Blessing of Daughters in Old Age

“Children’s children are the crown of old men, And the glory of children is their father.” Proverbs 17:6

“A son is a son till he finds a wife; a daughter is a daughter all her life.”

Airport Rebecca, Heidi, Cheryl

Cheryl and I have been blessed with two beautiful Christian daughters. Yes, they are attractive on the outside, talented in a variety of ways, and incredibly bright, but what blesses me most is their inner beauty and never-ending love for their dad. It’s nothing I deserve. I didn’t cultivate it, nor was I the best of fathers. I made countless mistakes in child-raising. They are simply gifts of God’s grace amazing grace.

One example is this past week. My hematologist/oncologist scheduled me for a bone marrow biopsy to see why my white cell blood count has been elevated for over a year. Both girls immediately asked if they could go with me. They didn’t want me to endure it alone. But since Cheryl wanted to take me in and both Heidi and Rebecca are busy with work and child-raising, I said, “No, it’s not necessary. You can come to the appointment when the doctor gives me the results.”  I’m not sure when that will be. “7 to 10 days is what the nurse practitioner told us.”

So we wait for a call from the doctor’s office and some clarification as to why my levels have been so high. Diane, the nurse practitioner, who has performed this test hundreds of times, said from eye-balling the blood and marrow she collected, it looked perfectly normal to her. She wasn’t supposed to give me that information, but she wanted us to be hopeful about the results. The other highlight of the biopsy was the pain. We were told that it would take 20 to 30 minutes and that is usually highly painful, but that I shouldn’t wiggle or we might have to do it all over again.

So I laid as still as a sleeping baby. The initial lidocaine shot stung a bit, but that was it. The rest of the biopsy was without any pain whatsoever. In fact, throughout it, she and her assistant kept asking if it was hurting. “No. No. No.” was my consistent reply. They marveled because they’d never seen anybody get through it so comfortably. I should tell you that I prayed for God’s strength before the procedure began and was confident that He would empower me.  He did because I was never tempted to flinch. They finished the biopsy in record time and kept remarking what an abnormally high threshold of pain I must have.

Whatever the reason, I was thankful for the ease of the procedure and now await a clear diagnosis and good prognosis from the doctor. Please join me in praying for that. Having mentioned my daughters earlier, let me share the prayer requests they posted to friends on Facebook. I appreciate their thoughtfulness and all the support we’ve been given.


In light of how much peace I feel regarding both my eternal future and that of my beloved family because of Jesus Christ, I really am okay. But from an emotional, present moment standpoint – it’s very hard on a soul to be constantly confronted with the mortality of one’s very loved, very “young,” very physically unwell parents, who roller coaster from one life threatening health crisis to another. Drained heart here. But Jesus is the Life, the Truth, and the Way. He can and will sustain we, me, us, them throughout whatever trial and difficulty we may face. To God be the glory, and God’s will be done. Becca Danielle Schnabel


Hi Friends. I don’t know if you’re people who pray, but even if you’re not, maybe you could still say a prayer for my family today or tomorrow. This is a photo of my sweet parents Gary & Cheryl Schwarz when they were pregnant with me. Well, my dad has been battling Parkinson’s and spinal stenosis for a while now, and tomorrow he’s having a bone marrow biopsy to assess if he has cancer. He’s been such a tender guy through all this. We’d love an answer to his medical problems, sometimes not knowing what’s wrong is harder than a bad diagnosis. So…thanks for caring. Heidi Beth Sadler



One response to “The Blessing of Daughters in Old Age

  1. I remember these photo’s well— what a wonderful time in life..the kids were kids-so was I, and my Aunt and Uncle mentored me constantly to a better future and belief in God.I didn’t have a Father figure around and Cheryl taught me that my heavenly Father was always there and would not forsake me.Gary was always more of a Big Brother than an Uncle in my mind and Grandpa was a rock of a father figure too. I’m very thankful to both of you and it has always been a great joy to watch the girl’s grow and prosper into great Women. I wish we had more time together in the past but I am very proud of both girls and their families. Get well. TC

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