Peace and love to you all.
This is difficult to say. It has been a long day. Long week and a half, to be honest. However, after hours of prayer, hours of discussion, hours of considering every option, and hours of working with and consulting with professionals, Mom, Adam, and I have come to the decision that none of us could have dreamed of making even two weeks ago.
We have decided to let Dad go to his eternal rest. Tomorrow, the three of us will go to the hospital and agree to move his care from life support to comfort care. From that point, it will be up to his body and God.
Over the years, he was present at countless hospital bedsides and officiated countless funerals and the one thing he continued to say over and over and over again, even a month ago, was that he did not and would not ever want to be simply existing in a hospital room. He didn't want to be fed life through a tube and simply just be when an eternity with his God in Heaven was waiting for him. He said in no uncertain terms that he did not want to be in that position. We have decided to honor his wishes. We have been preparing for the last week and are ready. Well, as ready as we can ever be in a moment like this. The amount of love that has embraced us this last week has been immense and, as a man in service to God for well over forty years and someone who was dedicated to the Lord from the time he was eight years old, he has been already preparing and pushing to get to the greatest place imaginable.
Please understand that we have not arrived at this decision lightly. It has taken tears the amount of which could drown a city and agreement after agreement to make sure we were on the same page. This outcome will leave a hole in our hearts and our lives that will exist forever. Yet, we're jealous too, because Dad gets to go up and hassle God and swap words with Shakespeare and talk about crocks and antiques with those that created them. He gets to move without pain and cook perfect steaks with corn and celebrate the glory beyond every single day from now until forever.
It hurts. It hurts beyond measure and it will hurt for years in the future, but we will live our lives. We have to. He would be furious if we didn't. Your prayers and your love and your support have been appreciated more than we can say but we will need every ounce of care you have in the next couple days. When the time comes, I will post up an announcement about his passing and, when we have made arrangements for the service, we will list details here and on our Facebooks and everywhere possible because we want everyone to come and celebrate the life of our father and husband.
Until then, we ask for your prayers, your love, and your kindness as we navigate these last few days. God bless you all.
Jesus, You said, “Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted” (Matthew 5:4, NIV). I am mourning; send me Your comfort now. Wrap Your arms around me and hold me tight. Send angels of mercy to me. Shower Your comfort on me through those around me. Amen.
After 43 years of ministry, Randy Cross lived his "fourth life" and shared about retirement, living boldly and intentionally in our world. To be sure, there was some North Dakota thrown in.