Death is a given in this physical world.
But we are rarely prepared nor pre-warned of it.
I was told over the weekend, by someone's attempt at humor, that it has been a race across this past year between my adoptive father and myself - whom would be waiting for who in Heaven.
Yeah, February 18 marked one year since my old life vanished and I came within a breath of dying.
It was an anniversary I would just as soon not remember.
Yet, my body continues to fail.
And then recovers.
And across this past year my adoptive father's health has gone mightily downhill.
As of today, we have been told that his death is anytime now.
So, I am traveling today to see him one last time.
Probably only for a few minutes.
But it will be my honor to pay those last respects to him.
While he still lives.
Luckily he is a Christian, so we know where he will be.
But his family is in need of prayer ....
Your prayers for Paul and his family are greatly requested ....
This is not going to be easy at all!
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