E’en so, Lord Jesus, quickly come, and night shall be no more. They need no light, nor lamp, nor sun, for Christ shall be their all.
This prayer is mine tonight, as my father lingers yet. His nurse said again tonight “he’s making his way,” but slowly and in his . . . and God’s . . . own time.
He is no longer recognizing us, and has not spoken today. His breathing has changed, and we are aware of other signs of the progress toward death.
But he’s still here.
Great-niece Lily visited again today. So did my niece Anna.
This is one cute child…..