The hospital just called. Aunt Joan is in critical condition, with a bad infection, low blood pressure, and several other symptoms.
She is the last of my family in her generation. When she goes, I’ll be the oldest surviving member. I confess that I’m terribly afraid of being the last one left.
Please join me in prayer. O Lord our God, do unto my aunt according to your wisdom and your love, and give the rest of us the strength and the faith to trust you. In Jesus’ name, amen.