Sam and I prayed for forgiveness together. I think Sammy reverses the process ... he forgives God for not helping him with his cell phone problems or not punishing the nursing home laundry for washing his sport coats and shrinking them so that they are unwearable. (He told everyone that passed by today about this last "blessing")
"Hi Sam ... I'm praying for your good health today."
"Did I tell you about how the laundry screwed up my sport coats? That's why I'm not wearing one today."
"I will Dad ... let's talk about it after services."
"I will ... later."
I leaned across his body and spoke into his left ear.
"Why didn't you wear your hearing aid in your right ear?"
"Because I hear fine on that side." (Of course)
Happiest of holidays to all!