As I sit in the living room typing, the room is dark and quiet. The curtains are drawn to keep the lighting soft. The only sounds in this moment are the white-noise of the fan and the steady hum and puffs of the oxygen tank.
Dad’s condition continues to worsen rapidly.
With the increased severity of his coughing and frequently being short winded, Dad’s hospice nurse has increased the oxygen level and his medications. The side effects can be near heartbreaking at times, but the benefits of easing some of the suffering are a blessing.
We are doing all we can to keep him comfortable, be there to help with his needs, and especially to love on him and treasure each moment.
Just earlier, we were sitting quietly around him, just being, just loving. I was sitting there thinking about Psalm 103 and those rich verses it contains.
“Bless the Lord, O my soul,
and all that is within me,
bless His holy name!
Bless the Lord, O my soul,
and forget not all His benefits,
Who forgives all your iniquity,
Who heals all your diseases.”
When I spoke them, Dad replied – which can be rare due to the confusion brought on by the medicine – saying, “We get in on some of that.” Thank you, Lord – we do by Your great mercy!
We do not know the hours or days we have left together this side of heaven, but we are thankful for this time to get to love and care for the man who has loved and cared so much for us.
God cares for us and He carries us.
“Who redeems your life from the pit,
Who crowns you with steadfast love and mercy.”
Thank you all so very much for your love and prayers!