Whenever the Lord Needs Me
As I write this blog entry, I am at my desk, on my laptop, waiting for phone calls at work. Not a single call for an hour.
This morning at 9:29am, my uncle called me from down in Bunbury. I picked up the phone, happy I was at work on time and happy I would get to see Poppa down in Bunbury this weekend. My uncle explained to me that Poppa had passed away about 5-10 minutes ago (it would have been 9:20am then). We spoke for a few minutes, then hung up as he went to notify more family. Immediately after the call, I started sniffling, and my colleagues asked if everything was okay. I then balled into tears and explained what news I had been informed.
I am thankful to God for my Poppa. He was someone I held in high regard. It was clear he loved his Lord and would do anything for Him. Something Poppa used to say to us all before he went into a nursing home was these words (ad-lib)
Whenever the Lord needs me, he shall take me.
When I pass away, I will go knowing I have served the lord
I ask that anyone that reads this and is blessed or just reads it, prays for me and my family (extended family also). It is going to be a tough Christmas to deal with, but I pray that, with the Lord's strength, it will be a great one. I know Poppa will be looking down and will smile, as he has been blessed 🙂
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