We share the same birth month. We share most of the same outlooks on life, the world, and people. We share the same cheeks, body frame, and hair. We love animals, fight to love people through our impatience and ugliness, can be self-righteous and temperamental. We're both Cancers. We both love Corvettes. Our souls are knit together in a father-daughter bond that can never be unbound while here on earth. And it's my prayer that this bond continues into and through eternity. But I know that can only happen one way...
Happy birthday to my dad. Too far away to hug. Too far away to watch as he refuses to age. Too far away to remind him to take it easy with a loving pat on his shoulder. Too far away to see his smile. Too far away to enjoy these precious years of his life...
...but not too far gone to be saved. Not too far for the Holy Spirit to touch. Not too far away for God to open his heart.
It's not too late.
God, save him. Do whatever You have to do to save him.
Dad, it's your sixtieth, but you're still the same 40 year old I remember from my youth. I love you and I pray for you every day. Every day. Even if it's just a sentence. Sometimes it's a paragraph. Some days it's all day. Please be open to Christ. Please, please, please know the truth.
God, please don't let him die not knowing...
