Today is one of those days where I write something I wish could have been written at a later time. The subject seems too sad put into words, yet it is so worthy and needy of being written. At the very same time it is a delight and a joy to put these memories into words.
You never knew when my Aunt and Uncle would come for a visit. They live far away in Montana and it wasn't unusual for them to call in the afternoon and say they would be at our house for supper. Having our work done was not an issue for both my aunt and uncle would eagerly help us with the chores and the garden. Than later we would sit around the supper table for hours hearing stories about my aunt's famous carrots which were the envy of all other gardeners. Stories from my uncle about fierce Montana blizzards and so much more.
This fall it was parents turn to go visit my aunt and uncle. Mom and Dad carefully planned their trip in order not to put a burden on my aunt and uncle. For my aunt was very sick with cancer. Mom told me later how my aunt spoke earnestly of heaven and her eagerness to get there. She knew what was happening and with the Lord's grace she was ready to face death.
It was not a strange subject to my aunt. I remember her telling us about caring for her mother in law in their home before she died. I saw first hand that loving care when she cared for my grandmother as she neared death. These memories are what will stand in memory forever as the greatest things my aunt ever did.
Now my aunt has fought the final war with pain and oh it was a battle; but the Lord prevailed and whisked her to safety forever with Him.
I sit here and remember my aunt, but the memories are overshadowed by God's faithfulness. For even in death and pain our Lord is ever faithful.
You never knew when my Aunt and Uncle would come for a visit. They live far away in Montana and it wasn't unusual for them to call in the afternoon and say they would be at our house for supper. Having our work done was not an issue for both my aunt and uncle would eagerly help us with the chores and the garden. Than later we would sit around the supper table for hours hearing stories about my aunt's famous carrots which were the envy of all other gardeners. Stories from my uncle about fierce Montana blizzards and so much more.
This fall it was parents turn to go visit my aunt and uncle. Mom and Dad carefully planned their trip in order not to put a burden on my aunt and uncle. For my aunt was very sick with cancer. Mom told me later how my aunt spoke earnestly of heaven and her eagerness to get there. She knew what was happening and with the Lord's grace she was ready to face death.
It was not a strange subject to my aunt. I remember her telling us about caring for her mother in law in their home before she died. I saw first hand that loving care when she cared for my grandmother as she neared death. These memories are what will stand in memory forever as the greatest things my aunt ever did.
Now my aunt has fought the final war with pain and oh it was a battle; but the Lord prevailed and whisked her to safety forever with Him.
I sit here and remember my aunt, but the memories are overshadowed by God's faithfulness. For even in death and pain our Lord is ever faithful.
[5 ] For the LORD is good;
his steadfast love endures forever,
and his faithfulness to all generations.
(Psalm 100:5 ESV)
And I just cannot help, but wonder if my aunt's brother greeted my aunt with a sparkle in his eye boasting that he had beaten her to the Celestial city.
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