It’s seven years today since my mom went home to Jesus.
She was the most amazing mom and had such a love for the Lord. She was there whenever any of us needed her and always had advice, or encouragement, or just a loving heart, a willing ear, and a strong shoulder to cry on.
We had the most amazing talks, her and I. About anything and everything. There was nothing that I could not take to her and share. No time ever in my life that I felt like I could not go to her and pour my heart and my tears out to her.
She was supportive of my writing and a few times even gave me ideas for short stories and asked me to ‘flesh them out’, giving me her permission to use them here.
When we found out she had lung cancer, we were all devastated; but we knew she would be with the Lord and that eased our sorrow. We knew she was ready. and that her only concern was for us when she was no longer here.
As I struggled with the loss, I felt the Lord showing me the best way to look at her death.
It was as if she had gone into the next room. A room that was shut and locked to me for the time being, but one that I would eventually be allowed into when the time came. And then I would see her again.
So, since then, I have thought of all my loved ones that have moved on as if they were just on the other side of a wall and I only had to wait for my time to come and then I would see them again.
As I honor my mom today, I hope this way of looking at the loss of a loved one will bring comfort to someone’s heart.
Be blessed today in Yeshua Jesus.