My dear father passed away tonight at 6:46 pm at the age of 70. He had been in the hospital since having liver transplant surgery on September 8th. He fought long and hard but tonight his fight is over. We loved him. He will be missed. We are crying. He is rejoicing. As God sweetly reminded me last night, for those who are in Christ, the best is yet to come.

Tonight ended with me singing a hymn over and over in my mind-a hymn that my dad is singing louder now than ever before: "It is not Death to Die"…

It is not death to die
To leave this weary road
And join the saints who dwell on high
Who've found their home with God

It is not death to close
The eyes long dimmed by tears
And wake in joy before Your throne
Delivered from our fears

It is not death to fling
Aside this earthly dust
And rise with strong and noble wing
To live among the just

It is not death to hear
The key unlock the door
That sets us free from mortal years
To praise You evermore


Original words by Henri Malan (1787-1864).

What a comfort to know when staring in the face of death that, for those who have placed their trust in the finished work of Christ, it is not death to die.

Thank-you all, my friends, for your prayers over the last few months. They have been answered!