Thinking Out Loud Again

"I will lift up mine eyes towards the hills from whence cometh my help; my help cometh from the Lord who made Heaven and Earth." Psalm 121. This is one of my very favorite scriptures. I have used it many times in expressing condolences to others. I wonder how many people really receive the help they get from the Lord? So many times we don't realize we have been helped or that he is helping us. We live in a fast Paced world where everything has to be done quickly. Production is money and we all know that the love of money is the root of all evil. Therefore, it seems almost impossible for many people to wait on Him.

Sometimes I think about what it will be like in Heaven. From what I understand there will be no more darkness and of course no more sleeping. I can't imagine being awake forever. I know we will see our loved ones again but will we know them as we did here on earth?

A couple of weeks ago, I visited my ex sister-in-law in the hospital. She was in her very last stages of Alzheimers Disease. For the past two years, she was a resident in a nursing home facility and was unable to talk, walk, or feed herself, and it seemed as though she was a vegetable. It was so sad to see her like that. I walked up to her bed and she looked at me as she usually did when I visited her in the nursing home. However, this past year my visits were few and far between. Anyway, I walked up to her bed and it seemed as though she was trying to tell me something and it sounded like she said "hi." A tear ran down her cheek and I wiped it away and gave her a kiss on the forehead. A couple days later, she was gone. This disease for her was definitely "the long goodbye." I never wish death on anyone but when someone is suffering; I am not sorry to see them out of their misery.

A lot of times, in an attempt to make it more bearable, I imagine that all of our loved ones who have passed on are up in Heaven having a party and when death takes another soul, he/she goes up and joins the crowd and upon the person's arrival, the others begin to converse with the new comer and discuss how they died.

Well enough of this sad post. I just needed to think out loud and remember my sister-in-law who was a very sweet and nice person.