There is only one thing we can be sure of in our lives and that is eventually we will all die. We don't know when. And usually we don't know how. But it WILL happen to all of us some day. (unless we live until the rapture, but that's another post)
I lost my grandpa (my dad's dad) when I was just 7 years old. It was sad, but I was very young and it didn't impact me like it would now. And it was sudden. At just 54 years old, he had a heart attack on the golf course and was gone that night.
Now I've spent the last year watching my other grandpa fail in health. It's so hard to watch someone you love change from the strong man they once were, to a totally dependent person. His body is now shutting down and we just wait with him until it is time to go home to the Lord. We try to keep him comfortable. We try to comfort each other. We know it will be a glorious day for him but such a solemn day for us.
Both of these men were great, Christian men. They were husbands, dads, grandpas, friends.
It's hard to understand why one grandpa is taken at what seemed to be before his time. And another grandpa was perhaps allowed to live way beyond his time. Yet, we must trust that they will go HOME at the perfect time. In God's time.
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