A great-Uncle has passed away from complications with prostrate cancer.
He was 83 years old.
He passed away a day before his wife let any of his children know. Perhaps she was too distraught, or maybe past animosity with his children - she is not their mother - stopped her. Whatever the cause there is much friction in that family, and I have been asked to perform the funeral service this Wednesday.
When I visited his home for a few moments on Thanksgiving I told my wife that didn't think he would live much longer. Knowing it's coming doesn't make it easier.
Dear Lord speak through me and grant words of peace. Allow to me to send our uncle off with dignity, and bring comfort to people on all sides who are dealing with grief from loss, and the pain from years of what they wish had been.
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