Daddy-
You're on the ventilator. It's been about 2 1/2 days. Daddy I love you. I've been praying for your healing. I just got done again. Anytime I think of you- all the time- I pray.
I can't believe you've been ventilated after doing so well. I hate this. I want my strong Daddy back.
I'm comforted by the fact that we talked about your death and I know you're ready to meet Jesus.
If you don't wake up, hug Him hard for me okay?
And then I think, maybe you'll wake up and have a story to tell from the other side.
My heart is simultaneously at peace and shattering into pieces I can't catch. I wish I had more time with you. I wish we didn't live so far away.
I wish so many things that I can't make come true. The biggest thing- I just wish- one more time- to feel your arms around me or have you pop around the corner with a snake or mask.
I promised you I won't lose my faith.
I don't break promises.
I'll always follow Jesus.
Daddy, please wake up.
Please come back.
All my heart-
~k~
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