She didn't want to die in the hospital away from everything familiar and comforting and so we brought her home to the place she loved best. Surrounded by family and the hovering Presence of God, she entered into Paradise this past autumn.
When the mortuary worker came to transport her to their facility he assured me that he would, "take good care of 'it' on the drive downtown. In an instant my mother went from a living, breathing woman to the status of "it." It was a stunning thing to hear. Suddenly she was no more than a body to be transported. Or was she??
As Believers, we straddle two worlds knowing full well that one is temporal and one is eternal. To the Lord, we are never an "it." "How great a love the Father has bestowed on us, that we would be called children of God: and such we are." 1 John 3:1