The other day we had a scare at the hospital. Without a moment of hesitation I called French Husband and the children (they arrive today.) Then I went back to my Father’s room I stood by his bedside and whispered in his ear,
"Are you afraid?"
"A little."
Then he started to pray (my Father says the rosary daily) I followed his lead. At the end of the rosary he said something that I had never heard before, but could tell it is how he ends his prayers. He prayed, "…when you call me home dear God make me a place in your heart."
My Father’s faith is his rock. Each time the pain, or the threat of his illness becomes overwhelming he prays for strength, for courage, for grace…
The place in the heart of God is the action of love.
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