Time is Short, Make the Most of It!

Looking at my father today, I know that time is short. I truly believe we are no longer looking at months but mere days. I am ok with that, not because I won't miss my Dad, but because he is miserable, in pain, needs help to breath, can barely walk, and can hardly talk. This here is not my Dad. I will gladly give him up if that means all his pain will be taken away. This is hard, the hardest thing I have ever done. But I am making the most of it! He may not be himself, but he's still here for now, which means I want to do and say all I can before that too is gone. I refuse to sit in a bubble and feel sorry for myself. There is nothing to feel sorry for.....I am losing my father yes, but there are so many good days ahead, my life will not be over, and my dad's life will just be starting! Praise God for his faithfulness and goodness, his mercy and grace. God is good and he puts his hand on every situation we go through. He walks with us, and when we can no longer walk, He carries us. What a wonderful, majestic God we serve. I am so thankful that my dad serves him too.