Eleven days ago my mother had a stroke that sent her to the hospital. She was in a coma that she never awoke. This afternoon she passed away. She is with my father singing praises to my Father. I will miss my Thursday afternoon visits. Yet I am also contented to know is she is a far better place. Someday I will join her and my dad on the other side of the river. Until then I will remember…
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This past Saturday Linda and I attended my mom’s placement of her ashes into the tower of rememberance. She has a spot next to my father’s ashes. Though she is with Christ in spirit she will rise once again at the resurection of the just. In that new world we will all live as we were meant to live from the beginning… without sin.
It hasn’t been too good for us over the past month or so. The mother of a dear friend of ours has been ill and recently passed away. It is sad that the fall season has been marred by three deaths very close to home. Yet in each case there has also been a sense of relief for each of them suffered greatly near the end. That they are now at peace with the Lord of Peace is a strong consolation.