“Naked came I out of my mother’s womb and naked shall I return: the Lord gave and the Lord hath taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord.” Job 1:21
Never was this truth so poignantly displayed as in the wee hours of this morning. Family members were gathered around the hospital bed of my father, who was struggling to take his final breaths on this earth. As we watched the numbers on the monitor drop and the heartbeat become more sporadic, it was clear his 88 years were coming to completion. Slowly and peacefully he drifted off, leaving us to wonder what he was experiencing and with whom he was reuniting.
Within minutes of the straight line on the monitor, a sound from down the hall:
a newborn baby cry.
My dad: January 10, 1923 – March 29, 2011
Blessed be the name of the Lord.