I am not ashamed to say that I literally don’t have a clue as to where my life is going right now. All I do know, is I’m in the safest place to be. As we take these assignments from God, we get weary. We need just a touch of His Latter Rain to maintain. He knows and He gives it to us freely, should we ask.
I recall when Hospice came to our home, the first time. To be sure, it was memorable. It ended up me asking them to leave. Momma was under the covers on the couch scared and my daughter was on the stairs with her arms folded, crying. I came out my bag and said “You come into my home with no documentation from any of her Doctors, begin taking medication away and talk amongst yourselves. Nope. You have to go.”
Now, they are back. The Geriatrician is from Burma. He is quite a distinguished Gentleman. Needless to say, my siblings and I are in agreement that we don’t want any of Mommas life sustaining medications removed. I went into prayer, the first time they came. I heard the Holy Spirit say: “ONLY GOD CAN SAY WHEN A MAN’S LIFE ENDS.”. That was the only confirmation I needed. After 6 years of caring for Mommie, we all agree on this one thing. MOMMIE WILL TRANSITION WHEN GOD RECEIVES HER. SHE WILL NOT BE USHERED OUT OF HERE. If/when times come and she needs pain meds, we will unanimously agree upon it.
I give God the glory for this unification.
I’m so very honored to understand what it means to be on Assignment for God. He worked on me and is still working on me. Changing, reshaping, blessing and encouraging me. I remember a woman who lined up her children on their knees at the couch and lead them in the LORDS PRAYER. That woman is my Mother. Now, at 97, I treasure her so much more now. She is in Comfort Care Status, a term within the Medical Community. God has been mighty merciful to us. Through the 1st year of COVID19 and now embarking on a 2nd year of it.
I just want to say Thank You, Jesus!
You are loved and covered, Sister Handmaidens.