We Finally Spoke About The Unspeakable....

I just go home from spending time with Jean. She grows weaker. There is considerable change from the last visit.
I shared with her about the last week of Christ.. So many interesting things about HIS last week. I have studied Monday and Tuesday but have not looked at Wednesday yet.
I was going to post them each day but days get away far too quick anymore.
As I sat and talked to her about the reason that Jesus went in and cleaned the temple of the money changers on Monday before HIS crucifixion, she sat wide eyed and listened just as she did many years ago while sitting under my teaching. I smiled as I would see her eyes light up when the truth hit her........

Anyway, back to Jean.

She now has no energy to cough to keep her lung clear. There were a couple of minutes today that I wondered if I were going to have to grab her up and call for help. I cried.
Today we spoke of the unspeakable things. The what if's. I asked her that if I do not see her again on this side, will she promise to be at the gate when I get home. I will want to see her. She cried.

I talked about her chimes that she hears. I shared with her that I believe that she is closer to heaven than she is to here and that made her smile. We both agree that she is moving daily toward the Father.. We both just smiled.

I may be out of line here but I have started praying that the Father God take her home on Easter Sunday! Now HE can do as HE pleases but what a day that would be.

She then asked me to help her daughter. An only child, bit of rebellion still at the age of 39 but she is lost. She has not yet given her heart to the Lord and Jean is grieved that she is having to leave her before she knows that she is going to be ok. I promised. We both cried.

I hugged her neck once and then again. I held her hand for a long time and told her again how I loved her. I cried and told her I was sorry that I was crying. She understood and then she cried again. I think it is not so much of her home going as it is missing her and hating to see her struggle so.,

As we sat and talked, things were going on in my spirit man and I have made some life decisions. I find that the Father God will move in just when we least expect it and HE will come through a door that we did not ever know was there. While sitting there listening to Jean, HE was doing a work in MY heart.

We talked about the victory that Easter brings and how I would miss her so.

I do not know is she will be here tomorrow. She cannot eat or drink. She is sleeping more and more. I pray that the Father will just let her sleep, and then wake up at home.

I have shared with her the gals here on the blog and she would have loved to been a blogging buddy with each of you. I am looking for a good picture of her.. I will post it for her home going...

She has the heart of a lion and the spirit of a dove. I pray that the Father take her home soon.

I will see her again....