Perhaps a better title for this post would be death. I'm sick and tired of death. Death needs to go away and stop bothering the people I love.
But there is a time to die and my father-in-law's time is drawing very near. He had cancer a few years back and beat it, but recently it came back with a vengence. Slowly but surely he is dying. He's mostly skin and bones and spends more time sleeping then waking.
But he's surrounded by people that love him. Over the weekend he had both boys and a host of friends and loved ones. He's even seen most of the grandkids.
We don't know when his appointed hour will be, but it will be soon. Pray for his wife and sons in the coming days as well as his peace and comfort.