The elder-in-law… one year and fourteen days… from his step of faith… became separated from his body… temporarily separated from us… through death…
For more than three months now… he’s been full-time in a nursing home… his decreasing mobility demanding more… than what we could do…
Last night… as my husband shared the news… of his dad’s death… I wondered… Lord… is he with You…?
My failure to disciple well haunted… his decreasing mental state made me wonder… Did he know You…? as best he could…?
I let the question sit…
A short while later… in the midst of another conversation… my husband sharing other aspects of his day… an impression came… the elder-in-law free… for the first time in a long time… from anxiety… fear… all that bound… tears welled…
In the duty of sharing the news with a son… the son said… He’s home… that’s where he wanted to go…
Yes… the 93-years… he made it… home…
Trusting Him…
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