“Life’s Daily Inspiration”Going Home
Those of you who have read our profile, know Elaine and I have done Hospice for around 40 yrs singularly not combined.
Needless to say we are old. Age is a state of mind and I do-not mind so it doesn’t bother me.I tell people after a certain age your just like fine wine, you just get better and better! That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. When it’s your turn you can say whatever applies to you. Lol.
“Life’s Daily Inspiration” can be found in past and present life situations as we go through our daily lives.
The Good the Bad and the Sad
People often ask me how do you deal with all those people dying, being sick, and some in pain, some just here..
I cannot tell you how many times throughout this life’s journey those same dear people have been inspiration for me. The blessings far out weigh the negatives.
Some of these people have loving, caring family to lavish love on them at this difficult time in their life. Talk about inspiring and encouraging,Whew!
And sadly, some have no one except thier hospice caregivers, from the aides, the chaplains, the nurses, the doctors, and from social workers, and last but, not leas the hospice volunteers.
Some grab your heart in such a special way they will be a part of you forever. One such little lady lived in a government subsidized housing project.
This dear little Lady had a personal relationship the with Lord, And her love for her Savior was first in her life. She asked me to call her Gram, and Gram she was to me from the first day. She told me that first day “she wasn’t gonna be here much longer.”
Packed and Waiting
She told me that day that she was on her way home, And that God was building her home in heaven and she knew he was nearly finished. It was one of those moments. When you feel like your on holy ground her face shone with the truth of what she believed. Her eyes were sparkling like diamonds with unshed tears, while talking to me.
My Next Visit
I took Gram Krystal hamburgers and a coke. Which she loved and hadn’t had in a long time. Sometimes it not the big things that mean the most to someone it’s the little things like Krystal hamburgers and a coke, or maybe reading a chapter of a book. Gram told me, what a blessing that the Lord had used me to bring her what she had asked, for when praying that morning. It hit me, here she is encouraging me. What a special lady. And what a privilege to know her.
Broken Glasses, Or bad vision?
A couple of weeks later, not sure of time frame exactly, again I was back to see Gram, who lived alone and was again in bed. Her daughter had come that morning to stay for awhile . After introductions were over Gram tells her she wants to ask me a question, what she wanted to know was, how come when she looked at the wall clock why was it she could see an Angel instead of just the clock like her daughter did. And why can’t Sissy (her daughter) see the Angel?
Answer wasn’t profound
Well my answer wasn’t profound and certainly wasn’t rocket science. It was simply that maybe we were not meant to see it. That maybe that was just for to see. Gram said, but, you do believe me? I said, yes ma’am I do. A short time later I left and went to next visit. Sometime later I got a call asking could I please go to Ms Grams her daughter had called and she was really bad and asking for me.
I went as quickly as I could Gram was asleep and after talking with her daughter. Just talking about favorite hymns. We sang a few for Gram as she slept. At some point she opened her eyes and spoke very clearly although softly.
Headed home at last
She said, “my journeys finished here. And Jesus is calling me home!”Gram never spoke again and in just a few minutes she was gone to her heavenly home as described in her words earlier.
All those many years ago nearly 35 to be exact. And today its as plain as if it were yesterday what she said, at that moment what a privilege to be a witness to such a home going. Oh, it was a sad time for me ,and for and certainly for her daughter because she was gone. From our daily lives. But she will never be forgotten. She became one of my Life’s Daily Inspirations.
Looking back, I now realize this is one the inspirations that made me who I am today. Today’s life becomes tomorrow’s inspiration in our daily life. It’s as much a part of me as the air I breathe.