The Edge of Life
Saw two people today who are on "the edge" of life. It is that edge between this life and the next. They're both tired.
My grandma said it best when she told me she was ready to "go home." I knew what she meant but I responded, "I know grandma but I hate to loose you." She squeezed my hand and simply said, "Boy, I don't want to out-live myself."
O God of all the edges of life, hold these dear people and all those on the edge in your loving hands. You are the one who turns our darkness into light. You are there all the time but it seems you are very present when we get to those "edges."
jody