My dad died when I was 15 years old ~ almost 41 years ago. For over 30 years Bill's dad has filled the roll of "Dad" for me. For the past 4 years he's lived with us. Life has been interesting having a (now) 93 year old in the household.
It's also been a real blessing!
Two weeks ago he chose to have surgery to remove some skin cancer on his head and since then his health and weight have been declining (actually the weight loss began a couple weeks before the surgery. But last night he felt well enough to sit through a hair cut with my daughter Katie. She's never cut his hair before and she likened the experience to cutting fluffy feathers. That means it wasn't easy! : )
But it was definitely worth it! He liked it!!
We talked for a long time last Tuesday night. He told me that he's pretty sure he's dying ~ he wishes it wouldn't take so long. He also told me he doesn't believe there's a God or a place called Heaven. He said he's had 93 years to reach that conclusion. I shared my faith with him and told him how glad I was that he had moved in with us. I told him how much we all hoped to spend eternity with him. I'm not sure if he's interested in having anymore talks with me...but I'm very interested in still talking with him. Please pray that I have (and take) more opportunities to share the Gospel with this dear man.
