I declare to you, brothers and sisters, that flesh and blood cannot inherit the kingdom of God, nor does the perishable inherit the imperishable. Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed— in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed. For the perishable must clothe itself with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality. When the perishable has been clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality, then the saying that is written will come true: “Death has been swallowed up in victory.”
“Where, O death, is your victory?
Where, O death, is your sting?”
1 Corinthians 15: 50-55
I was in awe today of the grace I experienced while sitting with my Mom. It felt as though we were in the mist that is just at the entrance of the veil where we pass from this world into the next. What a blessing to sit with Mom and be a part of this most intimate journey. Grace and peace and blessedness was in abundance. I sang hymns and praise songs while I held her hand and watched in utter amazement while her body continued to prepare to release her spirit.
God’s presence was without question. His faithfulness a declaration. The room was filled with an electricity not of this earth. I could sense the preparations being made on the other side of the veil to receive Mom when her time here is complete. The light of God’s love was radiating on the edges of the room that was felt/sensed more than seen. I cannot find words to fully express the heavenly presence; amazing…..absolutely amazing.
Blessed Beyond Understanding,