Nancy has made a good transition to Keystone House. I spent the morning arranging pickups of home infusion materials and the hospital bed before heading over.



There I found Nan Powlison and Karen Clark with with her, and I thought of the way these women had met to pray together during a very important time in Nancy's life. Their visit was another of God's parting gifts I think. We exchanged pet nicknames, read the next meditation from Monod's book and then wept together when the music therapist dropped by to play and sing hymns in her room.



The big gift came around 7pm when Leah and Chris arrived from Fulton. Nancy responded to them with joy and love. I left them to have time together, but I as I bent over to kiss her forehead she puckered her lips. Well, I wasn't going to turn down the special chance she gave me. Later, Leah came back and shared some of the special moments she had that night. Clearly God had answered lots of prayer that Leah have that kind of interaction with her mom. We didn't know what she could experience last night. You see, Nancy is fading fast. Her voice is a soft, soft whisper and I barely can make out words with my ear against her lips as she speaks. The moments of clarity are rare. We think we are days, not weeks from her homecoming. Each family member has surrendered her to the Lord and we long to see her cross the River and rest undre the trees on the other side." But we don't get to make that call. HIS mercies extend to selecting the hour of our passing