Life is Fragile and Precious

Life is Fragile and Precious

In September my grandfather had a stroke. Since then he has fought infection after infection and each complication has left us wondering how much longer we have with him. This past week he fell ill again and the doctor said he would not make it. My mom and I have been praying for him and sharing Jesus with him whenever we can. It was on Monday February 26, 2007 that my mom's pastor, Mark, and myself where able to lead my grandfather willingly through a prayer of accepting Jesus into his life. It was after we prayed that a peace came over him and he has been able to rest better. The doctors and nurses were surprised that he made it through the night. I don't know what God has in store for my grandpa - he is old and frail and still very ill. But I do know that grandpa has a place in the heart of Christ and a home in heaven and that gives me great joy and peace.

Isaiah 40:6-8 says, " ...All men are like grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field. The grass withers and the flowers fall, because the breath of the Lord blows on them. Surely the people are grass. The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God stands forever."