Two days ago we received a call that Travis’ grandfather, wasn’t doing well and was back in the hospital. I called Travis and he was uncertain about if we should go to the hospital or not. They have never been close (I had only met him twice – once was at our wedding) but I still felt strongly our presence was important for his parents. I wanted to bring Brooklyn as a reminder of what is important, and a stress relief for his dad, and really felt in my gut we should go.
Travis was already downtown so he beat me to the hospital. By the time we arrived, his grandfather was breathing his final breath. His daughter had begged him to receive Jesus as his savior, but his ability to speak was gone. We won’t know what his decision was until we are with our maker. (more…)
