Wednesday, November 05, 2003
Clarence . . .coming home
This man's life is a case in point; he lived out his philosophy, at least for about 90 years. His philosophy was "I don't need you and you don't need me. There is no god, and even if there was, I don't need him and he doesn't need me.
Clarence was a school janitor most of his life. He tinkered with HAM radio and collected junk. He hated cats. Dropped out of high school in 8th grade, worked hard, married and raised five kids. Outlived his wife and all his peers. He retired in the house he built with own hands, he didn't need anything . . . until his first stroke.
It was after his second heart attack that Scott moved in to take care of his Grandpa Clarence. Gramps was supposed to live about a year. Scott talked about Jesus being real, Gramps just chuckled. Scott started feeding a stray cat, which had kittens. Another heart attack and Gramps really started getting weak.
Over the next ten years Grandpa Clarence and Scott learned to love. When Scott talked about Jesus, Grandpa started to hear. The night before he died at age 99, Gramps woke in the night with a vision of angels coming into his room to bring him up to meet Jesus, Clarence was ready. Next day he died with a smile on his face, his favorite cat sleeping on his lap, Scott and all the family around him.
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