Waffles and Wonderful Moments

We are enjoying a quiet morning.  Al said he'd like a waffle from The Egg & I restaurant- the place that over the years has become Al's "other office."  Our favorite server, Patti, personally prepared his waffle to go.  Stephanie arrived with the waffle and Al wanted to sit up to enjoy it.

And so, we enjoyed yet another breakfast chat with Poppy.  He only had a few bites, but it was a sacred meal nevertheless.  He is resting now in a quiet room with Stephanie holding his hand.

Our strategy at this point is to meet with a hospice team this afternoon to discuss our options from here.  Al's kidneys are struggling which means he may only have a few more days with us.  And so every moment with him is a gift.  These are holy moments.

He is fully aware of what is happening.  I asked him at one point if he was just thinking and he responded, "Oh I'm always thinking!"  Our conversations reveal the fact that deep in Al's heart, he is experiencing comfort, joy and peace.  He is more concerned with everyone else than himself.  There has never been an anxious bone in Al's body and even at this juncture that remains true.  He is a steady rock.  A good man to the core.

I wanted to share a photo that I snapped on our way to the cancer center on Monday.  The sunrise was unreal- it looked literally like a tongue of fire.  You'll remember that in scripture the presence of the Holy Spirit in the book of Acts was as a tongue of fire.  Yes, God is with us every step of this journey.

Colorado Sunrise on December 9, 2013.  No, I didn't Photoshop this image!