At 8:57 a.m. Tuesday morning, September 15, 2009, my precious Daddy was transported into the presence of Jesus on a golden ray of sunshine that unnaturally, divinely exploded through a cloudy sky in his direction. Entering the slightly opened curtain, Daddy’s Sunbeam illuminated Glory’s Side for him, while warming the saddened spirits and hurting hearts of his beloved wife, four children, one of his granddaughters, and even his Hospice nurse.
I think God and Daddy were in cahoots on this ordeal and had been bantering back and forth about the final play of the game.
“Come on, Dick, it’s time to come home!”
“I know…I’m ready.”
“Well…let’s do it!”
“Um…..”
“Why the hesitation? You afraid?”
“Oh, no! Not at all! It’s just…you know….Marge.”
“I understand. This will be hard on her. I know. I watched My Son die.”
“So…can’t You do something?!”
God chuckles! At this point, Mom announces to no one in particular, “I need to go to the bathroom.” God and Daddy crack up!
“How appropriate!” Daddy says to God with a wink in his eye and a smirk on his face!
“I know!” God echoes. “I thought you’d get a kick outa that!”
Only momentarily does Daddy hesitate as he mentally glances around the room, realizing at this moment he is going to teach us kids another life lesson or two, while proving once again how much he truly loves our mother.
His focus on us rapidly dims and he knows this is a holy moment. His loud, raspy breaths immediately quiet and we all know it too.
“Hurry, get mom!”
“It’s okay Daddy…it’s time to go! We love you!”
“Should I call for a nurse?”
“Yes…push the button.”
“Mom…HURRY!”
Despite the holiness of the moment, God and Daddy are both still smirking a bit. Then Mom arrives on the scene and God announces…
“Come on, Richard!”
“I’m coming!...What the heck is THAT?!”, Daddy inquires.
I think God and Daddy were in cahoots on this ordeal and had been bantering back and forth about the final play of the game.
“Come on, Dick, it’s time to come home!”
“I know…I’m ready.”
“Well…let’s do it!”
“Um…..”
“Why the hesitation? You afraid?”
“Oh, no! Not at all! It’s just…you know….Marge.”
“I understand. This will be hard on her. I know. I watched My Son die.”
“So…can’t You do something?!”
God chuckles! At this point, Mom announces to no one in particular, “I need to go to the bathroom.” God and Daddy crack up!
“How appropriate!” Daddy says to God with a wink in his eye and a smirk on his face!
“I know!” God echoes. “I thought you’d get a kick outa that!”
Only momentarily does Daddy hesitate as he mentally glances around the room, realizing at this moment he is going to teach us kids another life lesson or two, while proving once again how much he truly loves our mother.
His focus on us rapidly dims and he knows this is a holy moment. His loud, raspy breaths immediately quiet and we all know it too.
“Hurry, get mom!”
“It’s okay Daddy…it’s time to go! We love you!”
“Should I call for a nurse?”
“Yes…push the button.”
“Mom…HURRY!”
Despite the holiness of the moment, God and Daddy are both still smirking a bit. Then Mom arrives on the scene and God announces…
“Come on, Richard!”
“I’m coming!...What the heck is THAT?!”, Daddy inquires.
God replies, “I’ve sent a sunbeam…your limo waits!”
Amidst the words of love and permission of release, it is announced… “Look at that beam of sunshine coming through this window!”
Daddy looks at God…they both smile as he hops on.
Journey’s End.
Amidst the words of love and permission of release, it is announced… “Look at that beam of sunshine coming through this window!”
Daddy looks at God…they both smile as he hops on.
Journey’s End.
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