Amen my friend.
I have turned it over to him and will make the most of the tiem He has for me.
Be that hours, weeks, monhs or years.
Depemnding on what happens with the ones now in the liver and chest, oi could be monhts...o, of they slow down...iI could be longer.
I am happy for it to be on God’s hands. It always has been.
We each have so much we can do with each passingg day.
The Drs have simply let mw know the truth of the situation as it stands according to their knowledge.
And I am fine with that,
I do not fear crossing over Jordan.
We all will. It’s part of the plan.
“Be still my soul, the Lord is on this side.
With patience bear thy cross of grief and pain;
Leave to thy God to order and provide;
With every change, He faithful will remain.
Be still mu soul, the best, the Heavenly Friend.
Through thorny paths, leads to a Joyful end.”
...and so it is.
You are truly a blessed man of peace and an American patriot of our highest ideals. Over the years, I’ve learned a lot from you via your written words and I’m still learning from you in your waning days. Your courage, your steadfast trust in our Lord and Savior and your total lack of fear. I finally understand “Peace be with you.”
Love you, Jeff.
You are a stand up patriot, and you have inspired me many times.
We take each breath at His pleasure.
You have my prayers.
One of my very favorite hymns
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=snGEoVfUGuQ
Traditional version set to Sibelius’ Finlandia
some additional verses:
Be still, my soul: thy God doth undertake
To guide the future, as He has the past.
Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul: the waves and winds still know
His voice Who ruled them while He dwelt below.
Be still, my soul: when dearest friends depart,
And all is darkened in the vale of tears,
Then shalt thou better know His love, His heart,
Who comes to soothe thy sorrow and thy fears.
Be still, my soul: thy Jesus can repay
From His own fullness all He takes away.
Be still, my soul: the hour is hast’ning on
When we shall be forever with the Lord.
When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,
Sorrow forgot, love’s purest joys restored.
Be still, my soul: when change and tears are past
All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.
Be still, my soul: begin the song of praise
On earth, believing, to Thy Lord on high;
Acknowledge Him in all thy words and ways,
So shall He view thee with a well-pleased eye.
Be still, my soul: the Sun of life divine
Through passing clouds shall but more brightly shine.