Ushering Dad

I arrived in So. Cal. tonight, and soon went to the hospital to see my dad.

He has been heavily sedated and semi-comatose since Monday morning, and his body is now making it plain that my father is about to see Jesus face to face.

My dad. . .with Jesus.

That was for a long time the focus of my prayers as well as one of my greatest desires.  My dad and I had many conversations about Jesus, and still more after the day he received Him.  He was 75 years old at the time.  And now the actual face to face part is coming to pass.

I'm torn, to be sure, but ushering people to Jesus is a high and fulfilling task.  And this one's my dad.  It feels sort of like I'm on pins and needles, like I'm sending my dad out on Prom night.  Is that nuts?

What a date.

More tomorrow--thanks for your prayers for me and my family.

-Ralph