The Thread of Grace
The last week of my life is a blur. It began about a week ago with a text message from my mom. I was preparing to officiate the wedding of a couple from our church, and my phone buzzed, reminding me I hadn’t turned it off yet. “The doctor was just here and said dad has ‘maybe’ 24 hours left. Maybe less.” My heart froze, and I lost my breath for a moment. I managed to pull it together to finish the wedding and immediately after began scrambling to make arrangements to get from CO to TN. As I did, I reminded myself that God was in control, and that in him every step of this journey belonged precisely where it was located. Read more