Everlasting

Last week.
2.11.09

Last minute plane ticket.
Last minute plan.
Last minute travel to the other side of the country.

Last minute shuttle.
Last minute flute music in the nursing home.
Last minute sitting beside his bed.

Last minute waiting.
Last minute watching him struggle breathe.
Last minute gripping his hand.

Last minute heart beat.
Last minute to hold
Last minute of life in his body.

And now, the last minutes of the last week are done.

Goodbye, Grampa.
You were, are, and ever will be loved.
Everlasting.


John W. Finney
November 25, 1913 -- February 11, 2009

"But you have come to ... the city of the living God. You have come to thousands upon thousands of angels in joyful assembly, to the church of the firstborn, whose names are written in heaven."
Heb. 12:22,23
KjL
2.11.09

1 comments:

Laura Parker said...

what a beautiful testimony to him and beautiful writing.