Fight the good fight

I am writing this today because I feel both joy and overwhelming sadness. You see my very best friend is in the very last days of his life. He is dying as we speak of terminal stage 4 cancer. He is suffering a great deal, and has very few days left. This is my sadness.....No more will I be able to talk to him. No more will I share my daily experience, bounce my thoughts and idea's off him. He has been my lifeline to sanity in an ever growing insane world. I will miss his cheerful hello's like "hello, this here's Johnny from new Hampshire". I will miss his profound messages on his answering machine about Jesus Christ. I will never see his boyish face wearing his packpack and traveling all over America spreading the good news of our salvation. His nickname is Johnny Appleseed because he plants seeds. He doesn't talk over people, but talks gently and firmly about our soon to come Lord Jesus Christ, the only begotten son of God. He shares his heart with each and every person he encounters. He never judges, never insults, and never pushes anyone. He just fights the good fight, and sometimes he must dust off his feet and move on.
This is where I can feel the joy....
He is about to meet up with our wonderful Lord and savior. He has had the blessings to heal with his family and say his goodbye's. I was able to spend some time with him and his beautiful, wonderful hearted wife. He is growing in leaps and bounds in these last days of his life, and grows stronger every day in his faith. The closer he gets, the brighter he shines. WHAT A TESTIMONY!
Jesus, I pray for the strength and faith in me that I witness in my brother Johnny. I pray that you will ease his suffering, and reward him well in heaven. He has fought the good fight, stayed in the race, never taking his eyes off of you. He has touched many with his words, faith, prayers, and his writings of his journey's. Johnny is truly one of your lamp lights that shineth upon a hill so all men can see it. Thank you Lord, for allowing me to have Johnny in my life. Lord, please comfort his wife and family during these difficult times. We will all rejoice when we all meet again.
Candy
Oh, and Lord, Make sure you tell his daddy..........He has finished the race.