Last night we came to a point of change.
Some of you know my mom fell in May. She had a traumatic brain injury.
She was not well this past week, and ended up in the hospital last evening.
She has stage four metastatic cancer.
We are looking at a very short time for her on this earth, in this body.
Of course she is looking forward to seeing Jesus, her loved ones, and the glorious home that awaits us.
Getting through a death by cancer has its issues, so I ask you to pray for nausea and pain control.
Grief is present, like a shadow.
My family is coming together, blessedly, to help and support. Our churches are praying. Our friends are present.
Precious in God’s sight is the death of his loved ones.
I ask you to pray that her departure is swift and painless, but God’s will be done. He numbers our days.
You are blessings to me.
MARANATHA!