When you lose someone you are close to, you are bombarded with so many different emotions ranging from sadness to regret to fear.
A Christian feels loss, but also joy when our loved one is now in the hands of Jesus:
Revelation 21:4
[4] He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away.”
Today, though, it’s the odd things I think about.
My mom always had troubles growing her fingernails. They were often rather short and brittle, unlike her mother that wore long nails with the most beautiful nail polish. I have the same issue as my mom, I have never had long painted nails.
But as I sat holding her hand, now just a shell without a soul, I noticed the long nails that now adorned her frail and bruised hands. It was not just one or two nails, but all of them, long and not at all thin and brittle, but thick and strong.
It’s a mystery that through her health struggle for the last few years, and in recent weeks just a struggle to eat and keep food down, that this is the part of her that thrived.
This will be one of my last memories of her.