The months when Dad was in the nursing home
were the worst. We all grieved, including Dad
Years ago I asked Mom how I could cope with Dad passing.
She said “We’ll live with the memories.” My time with Dad the
week before he passed is a priceless one.
Being so far away, I asked the Lord to tell me when
Dad was passing, instead of a phone call. The day before
he passed, I was in my studio with Worship music playing,
and I suddenly sensed God’s presence in an unusual way.
I sensed the veil between the two worlds thinning greatly.
I didn’t see anything but a shimmering rainbow mist and
knew Dad was passing through it. It wasn’t far- just one step.
The glory of God was heavy for several minutes.
Shortly after this, Dad’s body shut down.His appearance
changed. Even Mom said he didn’t look like himself any-
more. I know why. He was already gone. Only his shell
remained. It’s been over a month. It seems quick, but I actually
began greiveing Dad over2yrs ago; Alzheimer’s is like that.
I realized this week that I have moved into acceptance of
Dad’s home-going. He truly is home, walking, talking with
the One he was longed for his entire adult life! And I
told him I will continue following the Lord that I
may join him there.
