Post by Tammie on Jan 24, 2006 11:13:52 GMT 10
Today I made a trip to town to visit an older friend who is dying of cancer. I know her time has come and she could go to heaven any day now, so I desperately wanted one last chance to visit with this dear woman. She is in a nursing home and getting terrific hospice type care. Anyway, I was hoping to brighten her day, she just loves visitors. By the time I left, I was just moved to tears, as I knew I was the one who wound up being blessed.
My first surprise was to find her sitting in a glider rocker, dressed in a lovely maroon sweater and grey slacks, other than being terrible thin, she didn't look as bad as I'd expected. Her smile was pain worn, but radiant. She visited very open and honestly, she is very ready for God to call her home, as she is suffering terribly with much pain. She is 92 years old and is good and ready to leave this world and cancer ridden body behind.
She is witnessing to everyone God brings to her room, each caregiver included! What a woman!
She talked so longingly of heaven, and how by each time she witnesses to a person she wonders if now has she accomplished what job list God had for her. Is she done now and can she go home?
We talked, we laughed, teased a bit. I felt like I wanted to desperately record each word she said. At 92, she has much wisdom to share and has walked with her Lord a good long time and through many trials. She touched my heart with all she said, how she simply cannot wait to be reunited with her daughter who passed away from breast cancer 2 years ago. Oh how her eyes sparkled at that thought!
I hugged her, she asked me to pray for her, I did. I left there with a heavy heart, knowing this was probably my last visit with my dear friend. Yet rejoicing at her joyful anticipation of going home to heaven.
She spoke words of kindness to me and over me, blessed me with her spirit and spunk and love. She told me how she has prayed for me over the years, I was humbled.
I went home and then I let it out and I cried, just cried for everything. And then I prayed the Lord would be gracious and take her home very soon.
She blessed me, and I had thought to just cheer her up.
My first surprise was to find her sitting in a glider rocker, dressed in a lovely maroon sweater and grey slacks, other than being terrible thin, she didn't look as bad as I'd expected. Her smile was pain worn, but radiant. She visited very open and honestly, she is very ready for God to call her home, as she is suffering terribly with much pain. She is 92 years old and is good and ready to leave this world and cancer ridden body behind.
She is witnessing to everyone God brings to her room, each caregiver included! What a woman!
She talked so longingly of heaven, and how by each time she witnesses to a person she wonders if now has she accomplished what job list God had for her. Is she done now and can she go home?
We talked, we laughed, teased a bit. I felt like I wanted to desperately record each word she said. At 92, she has much wisdom to share and has walked with her Lord a good long time and through many trials. She touched my heart with all she said, how she simply cannot wait to be reunited with her daughter who passed away from breast cancer 2 years ago. Oh how her eyes sparkled at that thought!
I hugged her, she asked me to pray for her, I did. I left there with a heavy heart, knowing this was probably my last visit with my dear friend. Yet rejoicing at her joyful anticipation of going home to heaven.
She spoke words of kindness to me and over me, blessed me with her spirit and spunk and love. She told me how she has prayed for me over the years, I was humbled.
I went home and then I let it out and I cried, just cried for everything. And then I prayed the Lord would be gracious and take her home very soon.
She blessed me, and I had thought to just cheer her up.
