Last night we learned the sad news that a neighbor, who has cancer, has about two weeks to live. He is about 50, the father of six, a dentist who is well-respected in our community, a strong Christian who does mission work on a regular basis. He is home because everything that can be done has been done. What courage this man is showing. He makes sure that others are taking care of their spiritual business even as he is about to be, as his wife says, “graduated into heaven.” Our community is in shock.
Every day is precious. I will look at my own frustrations as blips on a screen when I think about N.