Watching as life goes by from the sidelines

I do think this past weekend had to be one of the hardest I have ver been witness to.
To see a strong youngman go from life to death without so much as a sigh.
To watch his momma and daddy trying to hold out hope as their baby boy lay lifeless having machines breathe for him.
To see his nanny and papa lose the most precious life that was ever given to them. His Papa's Buddy & his Nanny's heart.
Watching them try to decide what parts of their baby to allow someone else to have so that life could continue for someone else.
Watching those precious baby friends of his try to make sence of all this and telling their friend goodbye.
Knowing someone had to give this child to God and hearing with my own soul God whispering to me "give him to me"
I had to see Dillon, I had to lay eyes on him while I was praying. I did, as he entered the elevator for the final test to see if his brain was alive.
As Dillon entered that elevator I gave him to God. It wasnt my job to give someone elses child, someone elses grand child to God. Nor in my mind but the Lord had a different idea.
Within 10 minutes of me praying over Dillon, he was gone. He was with our God who was asking me to give this child to him.
I only knew him for a brief minute in my life and if that minute meant I would have to give him to God, I would do it again.
Lord please bless, Tom, Patsy, Leigh-Ann, Jeff, Dale, Laurie, Dillons brothers & sisters and his other family that are greiving so badly atthis time. Send the angels to comfort them Lord as only they can.