I'm posting from Michigan where I have been watching and waiting with my family. Watching and waiting for the home-going of a loved one. And today, while it was my turn to watch and wait, that dear loved one went to be with Jesus. The moment was indescribable and I'm blown away at the privilege to be the one to witness the departure. It made this world, the hospice room, and everything we consider "tangible" so surreal and - plastic, for lack of a better word. In those moments I was acutely aware that there is SO MUCH MORE to this life than what is around us and everything that is truly real is unseen. Squabbles, bickerings, misunderstandings, etc., are all a mute point when it comes time to meet the Lord. In the end, the only thing that matters is Jesus.
On a lighter note, Rachel and I were playing "I spy" in the car and the game turned into "I hear". Same concept but its what you hear instead of what you see that is to be guessed. And Rachel says, "I hear, with my little ear, something like singing." And I, of course, say, "Oh! The radio!" "Nope," she says. After three more guesses I'm still wrong so I give up. Do you know what she heard? I'll quote her since I can't describe it any better:
"Mommy, can't you hear it? I hear God singing!"
Yes, I'm sure He was.
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