Waiting...

We have all waited. Waited in lines, in traffic, on the phone, for people, waiting. I still remember the last few days of waiting before our first child was born. As first time parents, we had prepared ourselves with Lamaze classes, and faithfully reading all the literature our doctor had suggested, but waiting was the hard part. Jason was born on his due date, so we didn't have to wait too long.

Today, is another waiting day. My 92 year old father has struggled with congestive heart failure for quite awhile. Like many people with congestive heart failure, he has had low moments when we thought the end was near, and then he would rally and have some great weeks and months. In the past week or so, he has begun a downward spiral that his hospice nurses tell us he probably will not recover from. For the past several days, since I've know about his current condition, I have spent hours praying and thinking about my parents, my siblings and our families. So many wonderful memories have come flooding into my mind as I've thought about our growing up days in San Jose, the summers our older children spent with their grandparents in the San Joaquin valley, and these past years in Ohio and North Carolina. I've thought about the character that was formed in me as I observed my dad. The core values that I hold dear because of his influence, the little things he demonstrated to me that are inseparable from my character. Lots of wonderful thoughts. Waiting thoughts.

But now we're waiting. Should we travel to North Carolina now, should we wait? What about his waiting? What is going through his mind? I'm sure he's had multiple conversations about this with his Savior. My dad has always been a student of the End Times, and because of it you could tell he had a tremendous sense of anticipation of being in Heaven. And now he's waiting. We're waiting.

Before long, my father will start another kind of waiting. He'll be in Heaven, spending time with his mother and father, and other relatives that have gone before him. And he'll be waiting for us. Waiting with a big smile on his face, completely healed, thoroughly enjoying his surroundings, and waiting...