Ob-la di, ob-la da

My father-in-law died this past Friday. I got a call at 3:40 a.m. from my mother-in-law instructing us to "get here as soon as you can."

Gotta give credit to the two women I live with -- they were up, dressed, packed for the weekend, out the door and on the road by 5. I drove the whole way while Mrs. Ref received updates. I also called another church and asked the secretary there (because my secretary was on vacation) to see if she couldn't track down a supply priest for Sunday as I would not be home in time. All in all, we did pretty good for following up on contingency plans while driving north.

As it turned out, we did not make it to the hospital before he died.

And now comes the job of tying up loose ends. The memorial service will be at the Episcopal church in Wenatchee and they have really been helpful to us through this. So this week is busy prepping for both Saturday and Sunday services -- along with a couple of really long drives thrown in there as well.

Give rest, O Christ, to your servant with your saints.