Tomorrow, we join together in remembrance of a friend whose battle with cancer has finally come to an end. We hear these tales all the time. We will celebrate his life, cut short, by a monster. We will rejoice in his eternal salvation with Christ, our Lord. A dear man, devoted father and husband, whose last wish was to see his son graduate from High School. Wish granted. This past Saturday night, we all praised GOD for allowing this man to witness his son walk across the stage and receive his diploma. It was a time I will never forget. Not a dry eye in the chapel as we wept openly for this small victory.
We say good-bye, for now, to this man, who we will see again in heaven, one day. A life taken too soon. A man who fought the good fight, but did not lose anything more than his pain-filled existence. Thank you, God, for bringing him home.