6-12-2024
When Momma Crossed Over
January 12th, 2016 was both a sad and happy day when momma went to her heavenly home. Mom was being cared for by my brother, his wife and his sister-in-law and visiting home care nurses. Her health began failing her for almost 2 years before her death.
Along with my eldest daughter and youngest grandson we made it to the funeral, but to tell you the truth I was at a loss for words and could only listen as my two younger brothers and dad’s brother spoke. Dad’s brother and my younger brother were both licensed ministers.
My youngest brother told of the days leading up to her passing. He had once stopped in front of her bed and wondered out loud what was holding her back? Mom beckoned him over so she could whisper “Be Patient” to his ear. He told us how dad had been praying for God to send angels to care for her and at some point he looked towards her bedroom doorway and began to see angels going in and coming out caring for her. I’m sure she had a smile on her face as she was prepared to meet her Lord and Savior.
At age 81 mom left behind a grieving husband, three sons, two sisters and their families and lots and lots of grandkids. I wasn’t there when she passed, but my wife and I had recently visited over the 2015 Christmas holiday.
When my uncle (dad’s younger brother) got up to spoke his words brought comfort and peace to my soul. He told us that when asked to speak he didn’t know what he could possibly say that would give us strength. The night before the funeral he prayed for guidance and words of wisdom. He said that in a vision he saw that Jesus had taken mom by the hand into heaven. He saw mom seated at what appeared to be an ornate grand piano play “How Great Thou Art” for Jesus.
What you must know is that mom had a small piano at home where she would play songs for weddings and sometimes during their home church meetings on Sunday mornings. Dad was a retired minister who performed weddings for just about anybody who asked. He would tell them that Jesus loved them and pray with them in the sinner’s prayer.
Almost everyone will tell you that mom was a quiet, timid person who rarely raised her voice. She loved God, her family and those she came in contact with. She was the ultimate mother hen who watched over her brood and had a willow tree in the back yard in case the grandkids got into the berry patch or garden. – RTM
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