Timing

The end of earthly life comes at different times for everyone. Some have time to say goodbye. Some do not. Some are tragically young with life seemingly left to live. Others have lived full lives, nothing seemingly left to do. I (Heather) have been thinking about how the last few days might have been different. Would anything be easier? Harder?

We are honored to hold Grandma's dying hands, to smile with her, to say goodbye. She has watched four children, and eleven grandchildren grow up to love the Lord. A phenomenal legacy few can claim. Fourteen great-grandchildren have a pretty good start too. Seems like enough, right?

It's still hard.

The details unfold differently for everyone. But there IS one good time to die: with the knowledge that Christ is our savior. Forgiven. Washed clean. Free. Grandma knows she is going home. To her Heavenly Father. To run down the streets of gold and into the arms of Jesus. Free.

And that makes it a little easier.