SIGNIFICANCE of life
Three weeks ago, I sat with a woman at the oncologist’s office and listened as he gave her 6-8 months of survival with her advanced cancer. Last night, I got a call from a neighbor and sped to her home to spend the last 90 minutes of her life crowding around her bed and praying with her loved ones.
I’ve watched someone pass away before, but something struck me about last night. Frances Wilkerson was THE matriarch of Mt. Bethel UMC (my church). In the six months that I knew her, I came to know her as a strong woman that loved everyone she met and opened her doors to masses of people out of hospitality and genuine care.
I really believe she planned, to the day, when she would die. I’ve never met anyone that had that kind of control, but she did. After meeting with doctors and going through surgeries and tests, I believe she decided that she wanted to spend one more Christmas with her husband and her family and would pass on before her cancer could take her. She even died with the same grace and beauty that she did everything else. In about two hours time, she eased into the next life, painlessly and peacefully.
We go through life almost fearing death. I’ve always heard people say that everyone wants to go to heaven, but nobody wants to go tonight. When you can be in the presence of someone that makes this transition and can be the one to commend her to Christ’s care, that fear disappears. Sure, there’s hurt and it’s not the most fun I’ve had all year, but what an amazing moment in time when there is certainty that there is no more pain, no more sickness, no more uncertainty. I smiled last night when Frances entered into the fullness of God.
If you are afraid of death or dying, why? Is it because of the way you might go, or the where you might go? Frances had no fear of either (I know this because we talked about it) and that she trusted Christ to take care of her, ESPECIALLY to the end. “Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the Kingdom of Heaven.” -Matthew 5:3