For the foolishness of God is wiser than man’s wisdom, and the weakness of God is stronger than man’s strength.
1 Corinthians 1:25
I have never sat with someone as their body journeys toward death. Being with Mom as her body continues to give up life, is a new experience for me and one that I am not sure I am doing right. I pray to the Lord to help me not fail her.
I watch as her body grows weaker, her energy drained and I wonder at the mystery of when she will step through the veil from this life and into the waiting arms of Christ. I look at her hands now so pale and still and think of all the “Momma pats” those hands have given, all the noodles she has made, laundry washed, letters written, babies bathed, books she has held, tears wiped away, injuries bandaged, music played, gardens tended, hands held…….. And I am amazed at what God has done through this life I call Mom. In quietness and meekness she has shown us what this world would consider the “weakness of God” and proved His mighty strength.
I pray that in my weakness God will lead me by the hand and show me how to help Mom; not sure that “help” is even the right word. Lord, show me how to “be” for Mom.