We are never happy with this kind of ending to valiant battles waged against any terminal illness. Our church prayed for Wayne. We prayed first that initial diagnosis would be something other than cancer. It wasn’t. We prayed that God would miraculously heal Wayne. We thought at first that He did, but He didn’t. We prayed that the chemo and radiation would work. We thought at first that it did, but it didn’t. Finally, we prayed that God would be merciful and keep Wayne comfortable. He did, and He took Wayne home just a few days ago, leaving a huge hole in our hearts, and our church.
We don’t understand why it has to be that way. As our pastor said, we just know that God is still a loving God, and he cares for us in so many ways. We were all blessed as we watched Wayne’s courage in the midst of his fear and pain. We saw him share his faith in miraculous ways to people that he would not normally have even known.
Yes, we are sad and we miss him tremendously, but we know that for him, life is so much better. Because now he is standing tall and whole, because his pain is erased, because we know Wayne has seen His face, we would never want him to leave heaven. No, not at all.