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DEATHBED BONANZA

A little while, and ye shall not see me: and again, a little while, and ye shall see me, because I go to the Father.
— John 16:16

My friend’s father-in-law was a paratrooper who landed at Normandy and won two Purple Hearts. He married, reared five children and worked hard, a stickler for being on time and giving your best every day.

An all-American kind of guy. The salt of the earth.

Widowed for more than 10 years and hard of hearing, he developed colon cancer. A few weekends ago, the call went out: Dad was in hospice and was not expected to live through the night.

The five adult children and their spouses rushed there, grateful to arrive in time to say goodbye . . . and to have one last chance to lead him to saving faith.

You see, Dad had had his share of ‘’stuff.’’ Although he was good and kind, he didn’t discuss spirituality. He wasn’t one for going to church. The kids weren’t sure that he was a believer . . . a Christian.

So there were a lot of Scriptures read and prayers said over him, as he faded in and out of consciousness, under heavy sedation for the pain.

They encouraged him to accept Jesus as his Savior so that he could be in heaven with their mother again. They weren’t sure how much he heard, though.

They told sweet stories about their childhood: how once this tough paratrooper had fallen asleep on the couch and his daughters wound his hair into pincurls and painted his toenails.

How, when his son announced at a family dinner that he had asked my friend to marry him, the old man’s immediate retort was: “What’d you wanna do THAT for?” They were shocked. Then they howled with laughter.

He was gruff. But when they messed up, he always went ‘way out of his way to show them he loved them, and that everything would be OK.

And now he lay dying. Would everything be OK . . . for HIM . . . eternally?

About midnight, he woke with a start, feverish, struggling to breathe. They assured him they were there and they loved him.

A nurse gave more IV morphine. It knocked him out.

Everyone stretched out with a jacket or blanket over them. Most dozed.

The TV was on, very low, tuned to a “Bonanza” rerun. My friend, a nurse, periodically took her father-in-law’s pulse and monitored his breathing.

At 3:35 a.m., his eyes popped open.

“Dad,” she said, “we are all still here with you and we love you. Why don’t you just walk right on into Jesus’ arms?”

The others gathered near. Realizing it was the end, they touched him, saying “goodbye,” weeping. One said, “We want to see you in heaven, Dad.”

Suddenly, the TV blared out very loudly, with someone singing:

“Amazing grace / how sweet the sound / that saved a wretch like me. . . .”

The song continued. As they watched, the old man closed his eyes and breathed his last.

They knew it was no coincidence.

The TV’s loud message was audible to a hard-of-hearing man at his moment of greatest decision, his last chance to take that leap of faith -- the one that can make a paratrooper’s leap look easy.

They were sure he took that leap and believed, in the end. They rejoiced.

Was lost, but now is found.

Was blind, but now he sees.

They’ve tried to track down a “Bonanza” episode with that song. They can’t find it, although they all remember Lorne Greene, “Pa,” singing on that show. You don’t exactly hear that kind of song on TV any more, but then again, this was the middle of the night.

What a deathbed scene: an all-American kind of guy surrounded by loving children, while the all-American father figure on America’s favorite show sings everybody’s favorite song of faith, not at prime time . . . but right on time.

They suddenly realized something. It was Father’s Day.

And, like Dad always said . . . everything was going to be OK.

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Prayer request: We leap for joy on behalf of this dear family and their late father. It was a life very well-lived, and the adult children’s loving care of their father in his final hours shows what a harvest he had in this life. Thank You, Father, for the example of this man and so many other wonderful fathers that You’ve given us. (Luke 6:23)