I am deeply saddened and yet very grateful for the news I got today that my friend and neighbor of many years, James Wilson, died yesterday at the age of 68. I am grateful because for some time now I have prayed that God would be merciful and take James on to Heaven. James has suffered with dementia for over a year and for the past several months has been in a nursing home unable to talk or even communicate at all. I don't think he knew when I visited him and he obviously was not eating and I understand even had a hard time drinking anything. He had lost a considerable amount of weight and could do nothing but lay in bed and look at the wall. I picture him riding his new Schwinn all over the golden streets today making friends and waving to everybody in Heaven. I can't wait to see him again someday. I know when I do he will say, "I've been wooking and wooking for you all over the pwace!"
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I know he thought the world of you, Todd. You were a good friend to him.
May God's blessings be with him!
Todd, I've given this some thought, and believe that it's likely when you next meet, James will greet you with a voice every bit as golden as the Columbus, OH [formerly homeless] guy's - all of his earthly imperfections and infirmities gone, and say "thank you for accepting me and being my friend when many others rejected me. My Father would like to have a word with you."
"Todd, well done, my good and faithful servant."
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