"Come in, Rev," Marvin said in a weak, frail voice. "Glad you're here. I feel the need of a final prayer to send me on my way."
Evelyn sat on the edge of the bed; Pastor Lewis knelt beside her and began the prayer. Before Lewis to finish, Marvin closed his eyes for the last time.
"If only I had gotten here a few minutes sooner, we could have shared the entire prayer."
Tears glistened in Evelyn's eyes. She gazed down at her husband of 65 years, and at the smile on his lips.
"I'm sure he heard all your prayer, Reverend Lewis. And it comforted him on his journey to that other shore."