Early in the morning, five years ago today, I held my mom’s hand as she passed from her earthly home to her heavenly home.
Just seven short weeks earlier, we had found out that she had stage 4 gastric cancer and was given six months to a year to live.
During those seven weeks, I experienced a grief and a pain that I had never known in my 38 years of life.
And yet, I experienced God’s love and His blessings to a depth that I had never known in my 38 years of life as well.
Mostly because Mom made sure of it. She pointed us to Jesus like never before during those seven weeks. I learned more about what it meant to live a life of faith from her in those seven weeks than I did my whole life. (And believe me, she taught me a LOT then too!)
The day we found out about her diagnosis, she wanted us to take her to the Christian bookstore because she wanted to buy a “Daily Bread Box” for all of her family and extended family. She also bought a book about Heaven.
During those seven weeks, I saw her receive mounds and mounds of letters and cards from people all over the world. And I watched my mom hand write every single one of them back, knowing it would be the last chance for her to ever do so.
I saw her read her bible daily, spend time in prayer, and talk about Jesus constantly.
I saw her show grace to her doctors and nurses as they cared for her.
She kept reminding us to look for God’s blessings during that difficult time. And believe me, they were not hard to find. He is so faithful.
I am forever grateful.
(Mom with Jonathan and Luke at Grandparent’s Day at School.)
The day mom passed away, we stood around her bed and prayed. Mom wasn’t talking very clearly because of the medicine they had given her, but two things I heard very clearly as I stood beside her.
She said, “I see the angels.” And “I can hear HIS voice.”
I knew at that moment that mom was entering into her heavenly home. Oh how I wish I could have seen what she was seeing!
What an indescribable joy to KNOW that my mom is in heaven with Jesus right now!
And I want to share something with you today that I have never shared on my blog. Three years ago, I unexpectantly found out I was pregnant with our fifth child. After the initial shock wore off, we were super excited. I was close to sharing the news on my blog when I had a miscarriage at 11 weeks. I was devastated, and too raw to share it on my blog.
But the one thing I found comfort in was knowing that my baby was in Heaven with my mom. I could picture mom rocking my child in her arms, taking great care of him/her until I reached heaven one day.
About a month ago, Eli ask Jesus to be the Lord of his life and became a Christian! I was reminded of how my mom would always tell me that the bible said the angels in Heaven would rejoice when someone gave their life to Christ.
I told Eli that the angels were rejoicing in Heaven when he prayed that prayer to receive Christ. And I smiled as I pictured my mom holding hands with the angels, jumping up and down, rejoicing over Eli’s decision.
One of mom’s favorite verses was “I have no greater joy that to hear that my children are walking in the Truth.” 3 John 1:4
(Mom and Dad with Courtney, Cory, Jonathan, Luke, and Adam.)
Mom shared the love of Jesus with her children and her grandchildren, and what a legacy she has left behind!!! All of her children and grandchildren have accepted Christ into their hearts, and will one day be in Heaven with her.
Mom has been gone five years, and I cannot hardly believe it. Life keeps moving on. The world keeps spinning. My boys keep growing.
And Mom’s love keeps guiding us. She is still such a big part of my life. I do so many things now that remind me of my mom. I still hear words of wisdom and faith in my heart.
Her body may be gone from this earth, but her influence in our lives is still very present.
It is such an encouragement to me as a mom. I know that all of the time and energy that I put into my boys to raise them in the Love of Christ is not in vain. I know that someday when I am gone, that love will remain.
Today, my heart aches as I think about my mom and how much I miss her.
But my heart also rejoices in the fact that I will see my mom again!
And I am so very grateful to GOD for my precious mother. What an honor it was to be her daughter.
THANK YOU, THANK YOU, JESUS!