She just celebrated her 95th Birthday in early January. Visiting hours are now cut short as the ward she is in only allow visitors for 4 hours a day. We assume this is her final days. I am so fond of her. Her wonderful smile and greeting when she sees us, her delight in such small things. Her faithfulness in caring for others. She is now in twilight not recognising us.
She is a great inspiration, I find myself catching fleeting images of visits and chatting with her. Looking through the photo albums she built up over the years of all the family members. She loved taking pictures, and she was very good at capturing us! It is difficult watching people you love in such distress, and ebbing away. She is a fighter, and has such a grasp on life. We will not know what the next days will bring. I have a very heavy heart.
Aunty has a true and strong faith in the Lord. It is a comfort to us to know that she is one of the bright stars of faith and devotion. Her life has been spent serving others in ways that are unimaginable to us today. This may sound child like, but the comfort for us is knowing she has a very special place reserved in God's house of many rooms. If she does indeed pass away softly in the next few days that this is her new home. One that she will always abide in glory with her beloved Lord.
Death is a mystery, and our passing into the eternal kingdom, one that our minds do not grasp with knowing. It is the faith we have that our lives have purpose and meaning far beyond our daily round of living that makes sense of our passing.
We are all destined for this merging with the eternal wonder of God. Better then to spend time learning who He is, and understanding something of this heavenly realm that is so close at hand, before we are confronted with our own passing. Aunty has a sure dependence on this promise of eternal life.