From our archived blog:
We mentioned in our blog post Tuesday that David's grandfather was in really poor health and declining quickly. Yesterday the hospice workers told his parents that Pawpaw is "racing home to Jesus." It could be any minute, or it could still be several days. We went to see him last night, and I couldn't believe the change in just a week's time. We appreciate your prayers as our family says goodbye. We would also appreciate prayers that his passing will be peaceful, and that he won't be in too much pain. David's brother Vernon is flying in today, and will be here tonight, and we are praying he will get here in time to say goodbye.
Last night at church we sang this song, and I was overcome by the joy that awaits Pawpaw, despite how heartbroken I am to say goodbye. The hospice worker had it right. Pawpaw is racing home. Home to his Savior, home to sweet peace and rest. Home.
When from my dying bed My ransomed soul shall rise, 'Jesus died my soul to save,' Shall rend the vaulted skies.
Jesus paid it all, All to Him I owe; Sin had left a crimson stain, He washed it white as snow.
And when before the throne I stand in Him complete, I'll lay my trophies down All down at Jesus' feet.
Jesus paid it all, All to Him I owe; Sin had left a crimson stain, He washed it white as snow.
Update: Vern was able to make it to see PawPaw. Not only that, but PawPaw recognized him and his son Aaron. This is a blessing since his mind has not been clear these past few days. Thank, you, Lord for your blessings. ~David