PRECIOUS IN HIS SIGHT

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Psalm 116:15 says this:  “Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His saints.”

My mother went home to be with the Lord in May.  It was not totally unexpected, yet still caught us kids off-guard, especially as she had a day where she “rallied”, and we thought she was doing better.

For a month, (and probably longer; only the Lord knows), mom had been praying that if her purpose was fulfilled here, she wanted the Lord to “take her home.”  She was physically worn out and as much as I didn’t want her to go….at least….not just yet….I knew she was so weary, and ready.  It was I who was not ready.

I’ve discovered, no matter how ‘prepared’ one thinks they are; you are not really ‘ready’ to say “goodbye” to loving parents.  My dad died 15 years ago; I held his big strong hand as He slipped from this life and walked into the light of heaven.

I had kissed mom on her forehead and told her I loved her.  I don’t know if she heard; she had finally fallen asleep; something she hadn’t been able to do for the 2 days she’d been in the hospital.  Once again, she had expressed that she just wanted God to take her home.  I prayed:  “Lord, if it’s not in your plan to give her a quality of life back, where she is not homebound and/or bedridden….then please, please, take her to You, but please do so quickly.  I ask that she not have to struggle, since she has struggled so long and hard physically these last 2 years.”

I went home….and 2 hours later, the nurse said she quietly slipped away; almost before they were even aware she was “going”.

“Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His godly ones.”  What does that mean?  It means literally, “to carefully watch over….”.  It may also include the idea that the death of His people is a costly matter to Him.

Here are some other beautiful words from this psalm:

v.7 – “Return to your rest, O my soul, For the Lord has dealt bountifully with you.”

v.8 – “For You have rescued my soul from death, My eyes from tears, My feet from

        stumbling…”

v. 13- “I shall lift up the cup of salvation and call upon the name of the Lord.”

I know I shall see my dear mother again someday.  I still sometimes expect to see her at her kitchen table, doing her morning crossword puzzle.  I have to shake my head at times when my sister or her husband, who are now living in mom’s house, greet me.  I am thankful to still have the home I grew up in remain in the family. 

So, as I continue to remember with joy, and yet grieve, I am reminded how brief my life is; how I only have, if I have the average length of days to live, a very short time.  And so I say with Moses (Psalm 90:12) : “Teach us to number our days, that we may present to You a heart of wisdom.”  Amen

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