I came across this on Michael Kruse’s blog and then the Lord laid it on my heart to share it with you all.
I came across this on Michael Kruse’s blog and then the Lord laid it on my heart to share it with you all.
I know this has been around a while, but it is definitely worth another look.
Early Wednesday morning January 6th Mom went home to be with her Lord. Since then I’ve been busy dealing with the grief and details that are involved when a loved one passes from this life. I knew I was going to experience a great loss, but did not realize the extent of the loss. God gave me a wonderful mother – none better. I do miss her, but realize she has united with her Lord and Savior Jesus Christ and reunited with Dad and many friends who presided her. In fact, she has never been better, and that’s an understatement.
Friends and care center staff who saw her on Tuesday said she was very animated and wide awake talking about heaven and giving the names of people she had seen there. (A glimpse of Heaven?). All day the atmosphere in her room was one of expectation and excitement.
In the afternoon she told the activity director, ”I saw the Gates of Heaven – and I saw Jesus” Later she was seen by another staff member lifting both arms toward heaven and giving praise to the Lord. The wonderful thing about this is that seven years ago Mom had a stroke that paralyzed the left side of her body. Since that time her left arm had been pretty useless. But here she was bedridden for several months and in the care of hospice for two years, hours before her final departure lifting both arms upward in worship in preparation for her homing coming.
I know of no better way to leave this world and enter into eternity than this. I’ve found this to be extremely encouraging and comforting as I walk through the valley of the shadow of death. I’m convinced Mom walked well through that valley.
The following text was found in both of Mom’s Bibles which very much describes who she was and how she lived:
But he knows the way that I take;
when he has tested me,
I will come forth as gold.
My feet have closely followed his steps;
I have kept to his way without
turning aside.
I have not departed from the
commands of his lips;
I have treasured the words of his
mouth more than my daily bread.
(Job 23:10-12)
My mother who is 88 years old has been under the care of Hospice at a care facility for nearly two years. We keep thinking that maybe today might be the day that she will finally go home, but she continues to rebound as she did over this holiday. Linda and I have been storing many of her belongings since her stroke seven years ago.
Going through one of our downsizing phases, we decided to deal with Mom’s stuff. As one who lived through the depression as a child she saved everything; like Christmas and Birthday cards, correspondence from friends and family, awards her children and grandchildren received and much much more. On a positive note, most of her stuff was orderly and organized.