December 26, 2001
This is in loving memory of my mom...
She passed away last week. All of her children and most of her grandchildren were gathered around her hospital bed. Her breathing slowed as she slipped away. The hospital staff honored her desire not to be placed on life support.
She made the best of her situation. She endured the pain and limitations of her broken body and enjoyed life as much as possible. Nothing made her happier than being with her family. She encouraged us and praised us. She remained positive and kept a sense of humor. She rarely complained about anything. If she ever did complain, you could be assured that it was something to take note of. It usually turned out to be something so painful that it would bring anyone to their knees in tears.
I still find myself thinking I need to pick up the phone and give her a call to see how she is doing and chat about current events. Then I realize that I will never talk to her again for as long as I live.
The last seven years have really tested my faith and belief in God. I have often questioned how God could allow such a loyal servant of His to suffer as much as Mom has. I have even questioned the very existence of God. Then I read the book of Job again. Somehow the message in Job made more sense this time. God allowed everything to be taken from Job including his health, family, and possessions. Job's friends looked down on him because they thought that God was punishing him for his sins. However, that was not the case. Sometimes, the reasons for suffering and pain are not made known to us. We just have to remember that all things work together for the good to them that love God. -Romans 8:28.
Like Job, Mom never cursed God. The only comfort that I can find now is knowing that Mom does not have to suffer any longer. I know that God has a very special place prepared for her. He will reward each person according to what he has done. -Matthew 16:27
Her unwavering perseverance through all of this is a pillar of faith. A pillar of strength.