Almost 19 years ago before my mother went to be with Jesus she met her angel. It was just days before she slipped into a coma and at the time she was living with my husband and I. One afternoon I walked into her room and she said to me, “Dina there is a man in a white suit talking to me” she was looking at the foot of her bed and then her eyes followed this man in white to where she was looking up at him right next to me and not really knowing what to say, I said, “Ma is he scary looking what does he look like?” And she shook her head and said, “Oh no he is beautiful and he is talking to me, he speaks so beautifully.” And then waved up at him shyly and said, “Hello.” I could not see this man in white, but I have no doubt my mother did.
Now fast forward almost 19 years later, in fact just two weeks ago, I went to the library to do some research and I stumbled upon a book named, Glimpses of Heaven, written by a Hospice Nurse. I have no idea why I checked out this book, but it intrigued me. The book features stories of those that are passing on from this life to the next life, its written from a Christian perspective. I found the stories comforting, even in the last minutes these individuals sought out God, it goes to show you that what Peter said through the power of the Holy Spirit that God does not wish any to perish.
2 Peter 3:9 The Lord is not slack concerning his promise, as some men count slackness; but is longsuffering to us-ward, not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance.
The story that caught my particular attention was the last story written in the book, the own author’s mother dying. She too experienced a man in white in her room, an angel, but like me the author could not see this man, but her mother could. What also caught my attention were the words her mother said to her, as they were almost the same exact words my mother said to me before she slipped into her coma. She told her daughter that she “was her heart.”
On a different day after the angel incident, I went to check in on my mother and decided to sing a song to her, the name of the song is, “Jesus Lover of My Soul” when I finished singing it, she asked me how I learned to sing like that and then said, “You have my Heart.” Just to be clear, I am not a singer and I am not sure why I chose that song on that particular day, but I felt it would bring my mother comfort, but it was her words to me that brought me comfort.
Now my point to the story, Sunday is Mother’s Day, a day I usually dread because I miss my mother so much, but what are the chances I would pick up a book from the library that I was not even looking for and the last story in the book is almost identical to what I experienced with my own mother almost 19 years ago? The book was published in 2009, my mother died in 2000. Could it be our compassionate God knew that this story would bring me comfort? Could it be that instead of being sad I should be rejoicing because my mother is not dead at all, but in the arms of Jesus and living her eternity to the fullest?
I know that my Redeemer lives and I know that my mother was saved and loved Jesus and YES I miss her, but I also know this: I will see her again because she made the choice to choose Jesus.