The life and struggles of a growing Christian- Day Thirty Four

I have been thinking about my pastor and his wife today. They are in their seventies and have been married since they were sixteen. I don't know quite how long they've been married, but it's got to be close to sixty years. They have been through a lot together. They have raised three children and lost one of them to a heart attack. They have been tirelessly involved in the work of the Lord for fifty years. For the last eight years, she has had cancer. She has had both breasts removed and has been on numerous chemo treatments. The cancer has now spread to her brain and spine, and she is unable to walk. The doctor has said that sooner or later the cancer will kill her. I can see the love and hurt in the eyes of my pastor when he gives a report on her condition. I have only been married to my wife for five and a half years and I couldn't  imagine how it would feel to know that I was going to lose her. They have been together almost as long as they have been alive. My heart aches for him. He knows that she will be with the Lord when she goes, and I know he finds comfort in that, but what will he do without her? I think it's going to be a terribly lonely existence for him, one that, like her cancer won't heal. I also worry that he won't be able to talk to anybody about it. He's a pastor, people come to him with all of their burdens and troubles but who can he talk to? I really worry about him.