When we get to my age… many family members have passed away or are ready to go… We expect frailty in our 80s and so we live hearty in our 70s and hope for the best. My mother lived to 97 years old and I only saw her failing in the last year. My sister and niece fully expected Mom to live to 100. I say, "You go there if you can!!!" When one dies early, we cry out to the Lord and mourn with fierce disunderstanding. I made up that word… we DON’T understand the dissonance of early death of the young and vigorous. My cousin who is married to a WWF promoter and who lived a vital energetic life full of exciting events was cut down as she rode on her Vespa to exercise at the gym. She never had a chance in that encounter with a car who ran her down… Pitched off into the road, on her head, she never recovered. The family has donated her organs to those in need. I wrote my cousin Jan a short note as she lay dying: "For cousin Jan: Look! See the face of God. Heaven is a gift of life. Meet your Father and your Mother. Earth has no sorrow that heaven can’t heal. Jesus heals the blind man. Jesus heals the Samaritan woman at the well. Jesus raises Lazarus from the dead. Accept the light you were made for. God bless you." The Mother and Father I refer to are God our Creator and the Blessed Mother who was given to John for protection, and who in turn, protects us as a mother. This is not comforting pablum. Believe it or not… Believe and we are saved. Don’t believe and get to heaven and realize we denied a truth and Jesus doesn’t know us. God bless you Jan and God bless all of us.
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