While attending FETC in Orlando, I heard at about 2:00 today that my wife’s grandfather had passed away in the night.
This was shocking and saddening and …. all the other things that a death in the family can be, but there was a miracle involved, too.
Teresa’s Opa had been in the hospital for a week with pneumonia. We had visited him on Sunday, and he seemed to be quite strong and getting better, but Tuesday he apparently took a turn for the worse.
This morning (Friday), my wife woke up in the night – unusual for her. She put on her glasses and checked the time – even more unusual for her. It was 2:30. For some reason, she felt compelled to pray for her Opa, and she did.
This morning at 9 or 10 o’clock, she received a call from her father, Sixten: her Opa’s health had turned critical in the night, and Sixten had gone in to be with him, pray with him, and read the Bible with him. At 2:30, he passed away peacefully.
It is sad, but it is also glorious.