On Sunday 10-01-2010 at about 4pm My dad died in hospital. He had been ill and very frail for som 3 to 6 months prior to this. On Sunday morning Dad asked to see a doctor. He was in great pain and suffering with diahreah and vomiting. Elizabeth took him to hospital while I went to church. Elizabeth stayed with him till he was restfull. They struggled to deal with his pain and eventually gave him pethadine. He slept then and Elizabeth left him and came home. At about 3 pm he awoke and called for help to go to the loo, at the end of the gastric event the nurse helped him back to bed and went to fetch him some pain medication. When she returned he was strugling to breath despite the oxygen. And then he died.
We rejoice that Father God promoted him to glory, gave Dad total recovery from all his suffering and pain, Praise God from whom all blessings flow.
We mourn because we love him and miss him, but we do not mourn as those who have no hope. We look to the ressurection of the dead with the sure knowledge that one day, "yet in my flesh shall I see the Lord" and my Dad.
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Well said! Hang George, when I knew you as a kid I never thought that you would preach up a storm like this. We have come a long way bro! Bless our precious God.
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