Hello, McRalph
I love to read people’s comments in this “thread’. It was set up to support peoples’ beliefs – not to proselyte one’s own. We learn so much this way while offering a compassionate ear.
You said, “He might have called on you to speak to me.” I am very open-minded to such thoughts. Not that I am deserving of such an honour, it’s just that perhaps I am in the right place at the right time for the right reason.
Whether or not a beautiful thought is true or not, does not take anything away from the love, joy and peace that comes from the thought.
As a hospice volunteer, I have had countless encounters that have a certain commonality. Often it would be an elderly woman patient who was a widow. It seems that women just seem to live longer than men.
As a resident support volunteer, it is my role to be a “compassionate companion” during their last days of life.
Often, (as I stood at bedside) I would have the thought, “Well, I’m not her husband, but I am a husband and I have been one for 50 years.” Then I would speak tenderly to them with the aim of providing a measure of peace and comfort.
After my shift, driving home, I would imagine a fictional conversation with her husband waiting in heaven for his sweetie to join him. He would say, “Thank you, eKim for “being there” for my girl.” Fiction? Yes. A beautiful story? Yes. But who knows who I will meet when it is my turn to enter heaven?
This thought brings me peace and joy. Thinking about my family who have passed away and all the beautiful people in heaven takes away any fear about when my time comes. And imagine, spending eternity with the one(s) you love the most!
- eKim