would you please pray...

The past few days have been a blur.  My sweet Papaw went home to be with the Lord on early Saturday morning.  His family surrounded him with prayer and singing... after my uncle finished playing "I'll fly away" on the guitar, he took his last breath. 

Everything happened so quickly.  Just two weeks ago he was diagnosed with cancer and it was already too late for treatments.  Three weeks ago, he was at the grandchildren's ball games and watching my sister as she was crowned Homecoming Queen.  My parents were in Israel this past week and despite tremendous efforts to come home earlier, their plane just landed in Louisville.  Please pray for my mom... obviously this is not how she expected things to be when she returned.  It has been extremely difficult this past weekend, but I can't imagine being in a foreign country, helpless and away from siblings and your kids, with no way to get home.  The Lord has given her such strength.  I was able to talk with her Friday and she said they had just driven to Old Jerusalem.  My parents said it was amazing to see Old Jerusalem, knowing that her dad was about to see the New Jerusalem.

We have all felt a peace from the Lord and know so many prayers are being lifted up.  We know Papaw is in heaven with his Savior and Healer.  We reminded him many times to give our Nana B. (our grandma and his first wife who passed away from breast cancer 13 years ago) a great big hug for each of us!  What an amazing reunion!!

Here are a few pictures I found on my computer of Papaw.

He was a great dancer (dancing the whole time at our rehearsal dinner), loved finding old Sinatra records for Patrick, great singer and loved going to Jamborees, and our biggest fan (visited countless games and track meets of his grand children), an amazing father, husband, and papaw.