We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
Mom went Home to be with The Lord very early this morning at 2:40 AM on this Friday of February 24, 2017. It is difficult to be without her. It has been difficult to be without my Dad for nearly 15 years now. I'm not sure it means anything, but it is an interesting juxtaposition. Mom died 10 days after Valentine's Day. Dad died on March 29, 2002. One month and five days separate their home-goings. This means that Dad went into Heaven five days after Mom, according to the days of a month. There are 15 years between 2002 and 2017. There are 15 days between Valentine's Day and the day of my Dad's departure, according to the days of a month. Therefore, Happy Valentine's Day, Dad & Mom! You're able to celebrate for the first time together in 15 years. You say, "That's a bit of a stretch!" Alright, you got me! Just call me a "hopeless romantic." I guess I have always liked making the numbers add up to mean something important and wonderful! It helps to see the good and joyful in the midst of an occasion that often seems so sad on the surface. As she was waning in that last hour, I leaned in to say, "It's okay, Mom! You can leave. My brother and I will be okay. Jesus will take care of us. This is only a momentary separation. 'Bye, Mom! I'll see you in the Morning!" (Some, who are unfamiliar with Christianity may not realize it, but we think of Eternity as The Eternal Day. That was my meaning. I look forward to seeing Dad and Mom, again, when I, too, begin to experience The Eternal Day. John 3:16) |