Home Again
Some time ago I cared for a patient who was just a little older than I who was battling terminal cancer. She was experiencing all manner of tortuous surgery, needle sticks, catheters and other invasive procedures. In the midst of this I heard her whisper, "since I only have a couple weeks left, is all this necessary?"
I regret to say, although her words impacted me deeply, that I continued my nursing care for her without speaking. I've pondered that moment intensely ever since and the pain in my heart grows incrementally.
Now that it's Easter Sunday, I know what I should have done and said. If only I could go back to that moment but I can't. Perhaps if I put my feelings out to the world I'll feel better. It's simply this. . .
I don't know why you've been called to endure such pain and suffering and an early passing through the veil. But in the few moments I've known you, I've felt your spirit, your heart, your love for your husband, and your love for life.
Soon you will leave this life, and as the scriptures teach, return to the God who gave you life. And then, quote, " then shall it come to pass, that the spirits of those who are righteous are received into a state of happiness, which is called paradise, a state of rest, a state of peace, where they shall rest from all their troubles and from all care, and sorrow."
Yes, I've known you but for a few moments but my heart and mind reveal to me that this reunion with your Savior will be joyous beyond description. From one moment to the next you'll be home again. All the strangeness of this world will gone replaced with a familiar awareness of who you are and the glorious opportunities that await you because of our loving Savior and Redeemer who willing gave everything, even his life that this new beginning for you would be glorious.
I didn't say it then, but I do now. I love you. I heart yearns for you. I thank you for your wondrous example of faith and endurance. What can I do or say to relieve even a portion of your burden? Only this, you are a daughter of God who loves you. He gave you the greatest gift of all eternity, even his Son Jesus Christ. On this Easter Sunday, we reflect, ponder, and express gratitude to the extent of our being to him for his life, atonement, and resurrection.
I missed an opportunity to comfort one in need, but, at least I can find peace; for our Savior didn't miss. What a glorious day this Easter Sunday has become.