I hear his determined words.
Words laced with fear and certainty.
Fear of the impending darkness.
Certainty and confidence that only comes with age.
Close to eight decades in the darkness, yearning to catch a glimpse of light.
He once a few times too many never saw the power associated with God.
Out of arrogance and maybe a tad bit of ignorance, he proclaimed the non-existence of God.
Like the prodigal son, he is back to the Father today.
Back for good knowing all too well that there is only vanity in darkness.
There is only fear, defeat and sirens of death in the darkness.
My heart leaps for joy as I lead my Dad to Christ.
Darkness will never rule over him again!
Hell has forever lost a soul.
Hooray!
Ron