Today is the day – the day I expect my phone to ring and for one of
my brothers and/or my mother to tell me that my father has passed from this life unto the next. Please, prayers for my family would be appreciated.
Last night my older brother updated me. Not that I could sleep these few days since arriving back from Florida. I’m anxious. I’ve been to the gym twice in 12 hours, and probably a third time to work through the anxiety. Cranked out the do-over for this site, cooked out for some neighbors, cut the lawn and will probably do so again – anything for a distraction. And yes, I’ve been in prayer constantly.
I stared at his picture last night, thinking “by this time tomorrow, he’s not going to be with us anymore.”
The sad reality is, he’s already not with us – having slipped into a semi-conscious state, in part induced by his failing and now frail body, in part due to the morphine administered the past day or two to ease his terminal pain. I count myself so blessed I had last week to spend time with him while he was awake, alert and animated.
I will probably post a bit more on this experience. I am blessed to have known this man for my years on this Earth – though some may discount the first two as I was just learning how to live sans diapers and bibs – I suspect he even had a deep influence on me even then.
Anyway – I currently feel a bittersweet peace. I don’t want him to go, but know it’s his time – yet consider myself so blessed for all the time in which he was lent to myself, my brothers, my wife, his grandchildren and other wonderful relatives.
Please, prayers for my family would be appreciated. Thanks!
For this perishable body must put on the imperishable, and this mortal body must put on immortality. When the perishable puts on the imperishable, and the mortal puts on immortality, then shall come to pass the saying that is written:
â€œDeath is swallowed up in victory.â€
â€œO death, where is your victory?
O death, where is your sting?â€