The usual packet arrived today and I opened it. There was a note with it. Unusual, that. Cancer and inoperable. No treatments. Just preparing to die and this: "I am at peace with this, since my salvation is secure because of the suffering, death, and resurrection of Christ which, by Holy Baptism, I was literally plugged into. Please know that I really am at peace."
Not a doubt in mind that he is. He doesn't want publicity and so no names. No prayer lists or inclusion in bulletins. A man who has prayed his Nunc Dimittis and is content to slip quietly away. He now waits for the final breath to be drawn in this age, knowing that what awaits is the bracing air of Resurrection in the Age that is coming.
God bless you, my friend. And into paradise may the angels lead you:
Lord, let at last thine angels come,
To Abram's bosom bear me home
That I may die unfearing.
And in its narrow chamber keep
My body safe in peaceful sleep
Until Thy reappearing.
And then from death awaken me
That these, mine eyes, with joy may see,
O Son of God, Thy glorious face,
My Savior and my fount of grace:
Lord Jesus Christ, my prayer attend,
My prayer attend,
And I will praise Thee without end!