Yesterday my husband’s mother went to the emergency room for the third time in two weeks. When my husband met her there, she told him she was tired and just wanted this “all to be over.” When asked by the doctor what she wanted him to put on the chart for resuscitation measures, to my husband’s surprise she said, “I want everything possible done.” I wondered why.
When we got home from the hospital, I said to my husband. If there is ever a choice to treat me or not to treat me should my life be slipping away, I want you to know that you can let me go. I am really ready to enter the next life. I have done all I want to do here and I am looking forward to heaven. This morning during our devotions, we were reading of the burial of Jesus and how the women were waiting to anoint Jesus’ body after He was laid in the tomb. I felt like I was there. I would have wanted to be among the ones who prepared the body. He suffered so greatly for me, but, mostly (having the beauty of 20-20 hindsight) I wanted to be there when He arose. Colossians reads, “he was the firstborn from the dead so that in all things He might have the supremacy.” Doesn’t that make you want to SHOUT! Glory!
Mark Buchanan in his wonderful book Spiritual Rhythm says we were made with heaven in our hearts. He says we are restless
for heaven. “God stuck a homing device right in the middle of you, so that every pulse triggers it…he left a gaping hole inside you that only He can fill, and only fully when you see Him face-to-face.” “[Some] actually think a new spouse or house or SUV or month-long cruise will subdue this deep restlessness, when only God, face-to-face, can do that.” Ah, yes! I understand that completely, and I also understand that we can’t fully be with God this side of heaven. For a rich treatise on why this is so, go to Craig’s blog of yesterday at http://www.deepintolove.com. It is very insightful and right in line with the thoughts of some forward thinking physicists’ ideas on antimatter and matter that I am reading in little bites as I have the time.
As I was downloading the last picture for this blog the phone rang. It seems that the doctors at the hospital want to put a pacemaker in Mother’s heart. I think I need to leave cyberspace and prepare for re-entry into earth’s atmosphere.
Live today to bring Him glory. I hope to,