Thank you for your prayers

Thank you for all of your prayers for my Dad. Saturday night he took a turn for the worse and we were all called to the hospital Sunday morning. He went home to be with the Lord around noon. I thank God for my Dad – for his life, his faith, and his great love for his family. Please pray for our family, especially my Mom, as we work through our grief and all of the details that are to come. I will be taking a break from the blog for a bit.

Blessings,
Nancy

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5 Responses

  1. Nancy, I am so sorry to hear this. We will be praying…

  2. Nancy,

    I am so sorry to hear of your father’s death. You can rejoice in that he is in heaven now waiting for you. Bob and I only have my mother still here on earth and she is in a nursing home. You are so blessed to have had your dad as long as you did. Our dads died when we were young. I do understand the grief and it is very difficult to get through. However, it is the only way we can see God as the God of all comfort. He truly is near to the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. Psalm 34:18 God gave me that verse when we lost our baby 18 months ago.

    Cindy Cole

  3. Nancy, I’m very sorry to hear about your father.

  4. Praying.

  5. Nancy,
    Again sorry for your loss and you and your mom and family are in our prayers and thoughts. This is one of those pains in life that once you experience it-You get that it is quite painful and OK at varying levels all that the same time.
    I congratulate you for doing a great job today I am sure Dad was smiling!
    My mind kept drifting during the service today of they incredible things your father has seen & experienced since he left us.
    “We will laugh at how hard we cried, when we meet again.”
    Your father was a very kind man and will certainly is missed by many.

    I wanted to share what I have found to be very comforting and although not out of the bible, everything good comes from God so he had his hand in this.

    From the book The Prophet:
    On Pain

    And a woman spoke, saying, “Tell us of Pain.”

    And he said: Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.

    Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.

    And could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy;

    And you would accept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted the seasons that pass over your fields.

    And you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief.

    Much of your pain is self-chosen.

    It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self.

    Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy in silence and tranquility:

    For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided by the tender hand of the Unseen,

    And the cup he brings, though it burn your lips, has been fashioned of the clay which the Potter has moistened with His own sacred tears.

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