Excerpt from funeral message, part 1) You can tell a lot about people by the books they own, and even more by the books they read. Most of my mom’s books are about the animals, birds, fish and other creatures in which she found such joy. When she came to our house ten weeks ago,… Continue reading being led
Category: faith
doing math
Dying is largely a matter of subtraction. Ten days ago mom stopped going to the bathroom. Five days ago, on Sunday, she stopped eating. Tuesday she stopped drinking. Or talking. Her eyes lost their ability to track us, and she closed them, for good it appears. Tonight, I’m sitting by her bed waiting for the… Continue reading doing math
resisting guilt
I will pay my vows unto the LORD now in the presence of all his people. Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of his saints. Psalm 116:14-15 Letting someone die comfortably seems like a reasonable choice. It makes sense to stop spending money on treatments that leave a loved one weaker,… Continue reading resisting guilt
amazing graces
A hospital is no place for sick people. Or at least not for real sick one, who need a place to rest and rejoice. And that’s what having mom at home has given her, and given us. After days in the hospital, now if we are not sitting by her side we can be sleeping… Continue reading amazing graces
promises to keep
Yesterday morning my mom called to me about 5:30 in the morning. I was alone with her in her hospital room, and my sister was resting down the hall in the waiting room. “Do I have cancer?” she asked. “Yes, mom,” I said. “Am I dying?” “Yes, mam.” “How long?” she asked. “Not long,” I… Continue reading promises to keep
the daysman 