Dad’s funeral was yesterday, June 20th. His ashes were interred at the cemetary, I put the box holding the ashes into the crypt. It was a difficult day.
My dad died this morning, around 1:45 a.m. He had Parkinson’s. He died in a peaceful room in a Hospice facility in town. Glory to God, his suffering is relieved now.
I, my younger daughter, my brothers and my husband visited dad/grandpa in Hospice tonight. He’s resting peacefully, breathing slowly, but his eyes will probably never open again until he enters Heaven. He won’t be talking to anyone any more, this side of heaven, but that’s ok.
We talked to him, and told him goodbye. I think he heard us.
King James Version
Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.
 Jesus answered and said unto him, If a man love me, he will keep my words: and my Father will love him, and we will come unto him, and make our abode with him.
 He that loveth me not keepeth not my sayings: and the word which ye hear is not mine, but the Father’s which sent me.
 These things have I spoken unto you, being yet present with you.
 But the Comforter, which is the Holy Ghost, whom the Father will send in my name, he shall teach you all things, and bring all things to your remembrance, whatsoever I have said unto you.
 Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.
Dad is now in a Hospice facility, and fading fast. I see him daily, and he goes closer to entering Eternity each day. He was born again, though, praise God, and I feel he is at peace with our Heavenly Father through His only begotten Son, Jesus Christ, the Saviour of all who will call upon the name of the Lord. I’m glad my brothers got into town yesterday, and have visited dad in Hospice. They are still here, too. Good.
Read Romans 10:9