It turns out, the last time I chatted with him may be the last time I will ever chat with him. An opportunistic virus has invaded his body and there is an incredible fight going on between life and death. He didn’t plan it this way. Life’s choices may have played a part in creating the opportunity for this virus, but it was not his plan..
Likely, his plans were much like yours and mine. Plans to marry and have children. Live a long life. Retire and bounce grandkids on his knees. That is not the way life turned out.
It makes me wonder about my life. If and when an opportunistic virus comes my way, will I be ready? Will I fear death or will I embrace it? I don’t know. What I do know is to live each day the Father gives me as if it is my last.
I hope to be a blessing to those I encounter. I hope that others see Jesus in me and desire to have the same peace I have in living that I hope to have in dying.
I pray my wife and son with extended families will look upon my life with favor and believe I made my choices according to God’s will and favor on my life. I pray my choices have brought God’s favor on them.
Pray for my friend.