11 years ago today my dad was born into eternal life.
Today my brother-in-law’s dad is in hospice. He has been suffering for four years as his mind and his health have declined. He is ready to go … the family is ready to release him and yet it is still so painful.
I know a gentleman who is 80 years old now. His father was a hard man and never kind to him. When the father was near death, his son asked, “Did you ever love me?” “No.” was the curt reply.
I can’t even imagine that.
As I reflected I had to wonder … is it harder to lose someone who has loved you so well in this life, or is it harder to lose someone whose love you tried to earn but never really fully experienced? I’m sure there’s no real answer to that.
Today I pray for my 80-year-old friend who never experienced his father’s love.
Today I pray for my brother-in-law’s family as they walk these last miles with their father.
Today I pray for my family, so blessed by our father who was exceedingly kind and gentle and missing him terribly.
11 years ago today my dad was born into eternal life.
Happy birthday, dad.
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