Yesterday and today were the days I thought I'd be storming the Manor House with prayer. I wasn't sure what I was going to say so I found passages in the Bible, found suggested prayers for the dying. I printed them out, I was ready to help ease his mind of any fear, tell him all about the love Jesus has for him, sit with him and be whatever comfort I could.
After a doctor visit on Thursday that only delivered news of sadness, followed by a Friday afternoon visit with a hospice counselor, I think my Grandpa surrendered his weary body for the life everlasting. My Dad, who was not just a son to Grandpa but a genuine friend, sat with him Friday evening and then shortly after Dad left, he breathed his last in this world and took his first in the next.
While I am sad that I wasn't able to see Grandpa "Snaz" yesterday and today, I am also happy that he is no longer suffering. I could only have told him all about the love and forgiveness of our Saviour, now he'll know it first hand. Through it all, I find gratitude all around and while I was sure my purpose was to sit with Grandpa and offer an abundance of prayer one last time, I am humbled reminded of God's timing.
We will miss our Father, Grandfather & Great-Grandfather who was full of life, loving, caring, joyful, selfless, charismatic, spunky, and patient, among many other wonderful attributes. Through the many tears we will also be happy for his new life. A life where he can continue on without all the pains and burdens of our world. We will look forward to seeing Grandpa and Grandma again one day.
Thank you all for your prayers and support to me and my family. If you pray for the departed I would be very grateful for your continued prayers.
In the Peace of Christ and His Blessed Mother,