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I am a crazy woman, funny and carefree but type A and anal all at the same time. I have two daughters and a Father who's a King...what more do I need?! My goal on this planet is to help His bride: literally (I plan weddings for a living!) and spiritually (I occasionally offer words of wisdom to loved ones...) Bless us all on this journey!

Jesus and His Girl

Jesus and His Girl

Tuesday, May 1, 2007

The Priviledge of the Invisible

I've had the exhausting and daunting task recently of, along with my family, aiding my grandmother on her journey to the next world. She is a believer which makes that journey easier on US, but she's suffering horribly now and that's obviously hard on HER. I was "on watch" all night last night, taking a turn as family members do in times like these, staying up with her for the night and holding her hand, giving her her meds, etc. She's completely incoherent now, and we're using hospice and their philosophy of minimal intervention which is FABULOUS. As in giving birth, THE BODY KNOWS WHAT ITS DOING. We know how to live, and as much as we don't want to hear it we also know how to die. It's been a priviledge this week to be with my grandmother as she takes these last steps into eternity, watching her withdraw and go inward, watching her begin to "see" lost loved ones from the past, even "see" Jesus as she mumbled to us this morning. I'm struck with memories of being in labor with Hannah, so focused on the inward workings of my body and so unconcerned with anything going on around me; so it is with the dying, who may look sweaty or curled up on a pillow uncomfortably but who actually don't even realize it. I was chewing on this notion this morning in the wee hours, realizing that those who die are also birthing: when we birth babies we're birthing new life, and when as Christians our mortal bodies begin to separate from their spirit we also are birthing new life. It really is miraculous, and I've been struck these days of how "un-morbid" it is. It is terrible seeing her in pain, and with the help of hospice we're doing everything possible to make her comfortable. Fortunately it really is almost over, and in the meantime I've been allowed to watch someone take their first steps into the realm of the invisible world. Pretty cool actually.


Elizabeth F. said...

Very cool perspective. You know, I've had a few loved ones pass away in the past few years, and never once was I really sad. And, at times, I felt horrible about that, b/c we live in a society that expects you to be grief stricken and if you're not then you must not have loved them.

I'm sorry to hear about your Grandmother. It sounds like things have suddenly gotten worse. Keep me posted. :-) I'll be praying for you!

Tammy said...

I know exactly where you are coming from....it's really rather awesome isn't it?

I was allowed to go through the same with my grandpa. I sat at his bedside during his transformation from this world to the next and it was AMAZING!!! Some people have thought it strange when I have said that, but once you experience it, you understand. I felt like the experience was God telling me "You see, there is a Heaven, there is nothing to be afraid of, and I am exactly who I say I am"!!

On the otherhand, I also know the sorrow and am sorry....I will be praying for all of you.

Jenny W said...

ok, day 7. now it's morbid.

Tammy said...

yeah that part is hard to get through if it takes awhile. sorry that it is taking so long, that makes it rough on the family.

Jenny W said...

it's done now. finally done. hard hard hard week, bittersweet and surreal now, but good because she was a believer. thank you guys...