To quote Chaucer, “Better Late than Never.”
I’ve often discussed the parable of the vineyard workers with people as they are dying. I’ve seen so many death bed transformations when people finally get the priorities of life in proper order.
Thank you for posting. Assisting in this process is very valuable for your own soul too.
I’ve had people cry, afraid that they were going to hell, and then the Divine Light hits them and you know they are full of Love and at total peace. It is a joy beyond words just participating in these events.
When my mom, oldest son, and I visited my dad Sunday night at the nursing home, we were all in the small dining room. I fed him some pumpkin pie. He kept looking out the window. It was dark outside, of course, with only a few city lights shining. He was very intent on whatever it was he was seeing. He had a little bit of a smile on his face and seemed content and peaceful. We asked him what he was seeing and he said "stars". I think deep down, somehow, I knew it was the last time I would see him, but I told myself I would have at least a few more visits. They said tonight he ate breakfast and lunch on Monday. They tried to give him some ice water in the afternoon, but he didn't want to be bothered. When they went to check on him about 10 minutes later he was gone. Sometime after 3, but before 4 p.m. I'm so thankful that I made the effort to see him Sunday, and quite a few times in the last couple of weeks, but I wish we had stayed longer Sunday night. And I wish I would have seen him Monday, too.
I had a boss that told me about when they placed his mother in law in hospice care home. They went to visit her the next morning and as she woke up to her family and the nurse was standing there, he said she looked at the nurse and told her that Mr. Brown says hello. The family looked at each other not knowing who this Mr. Brown was. When they went out to the hallway the nurse told them that Mr. Brown was the last occupant of that room and had died a few days before.