Remembering Mother

When the upright need help and cry to the Eternal, He hears their cries and rescues them from all their troubles. When someone is hurting or brokenhearted, the Eternal moves in close and revives him in his pain. (Psalm 34: 17-18 The Voice)

            Two years ago another dreaded phone call came. “She’s gone,” my brother said.

            After years and years of health issues and one and a half of being bedridden with constant care, Mother’s body wore out. I felt thankful that she no longer endured pain. With a new body she could rejoice in heaven with Dad and other loved ones.

            Automatically and with a cloudy mind, I helped plan the third memorial service within eleven months. The fog of grief allowed me to get through the details and process of saying another good-by.

            Mother’s weakened body and desire to leave made her death a little easier to bear but by no means easy. After the numbness wore off, my sadness and loneliness for her joined the grief I had for Dad and Alan.

            But throughout the difficult and long journey, God has held me close and continues to provide people and circumstances to lift and strengthen me at just the right time.

Heavenly Father, thank you for mother’s life. Thank you for being with me in my grief.

Amen