On Monday I visited my friend of many years in the hospital. She was diagnosed with liver cancer. My friend IS (she’s still here on earth) one of those girlfriends who made herself available at any time to assist in any way she was called upon. Years ago, we volunteered on many projects together at church, we visited the lonely, the hurting, and the sick. I will always cherish the memories of the times I personally relied on her skills of hairdressing when my kids needed to get their hair done. My friend’s joy was purchasing mangoes for me whenever they were in season because she knew how much I enjoyed sweet mangoes – this was her ‘give back love’ moment.
Today, my friend is on her final days or hours according to her doctor’s prognosis. As I walked into her room I was informed by the nurse on duty that I had to wear protective wear to decrease the chances of touching, being exposed to, and spreading germs. I was given gown, gloves, and a mask to wear.
My heart wrenched within me as my friend looked on at me. I can tell that she too was a little grieved in her spirit that now our friendship was reduced to only having my eye contact. My mouth, hands, and body were now covered up – as I try to push away her comment when I arrived, that she loved the colours I was wearing as she glimpsed at me at the door. I tried to be brave being careful not to show any emotions on my face. I found it very challenging to speak clearly with the mask over my mouth. I was upset that I had to wear a mask which would block her from seeing my smiles.
I understood the reason for my protective wear, but my empathy for my friend made me want to ask, “Why the mask?”
I now have to rely on only my eyes to sparkle as I sat alone with her for over two hours sharing. Looking at the photo below I took of myself, I’m hoping my eyes to her reflected the happiness we once shared. I tried my best to be upbeat in every way. On my 50th birthday approximately eleven plus years ago – I requested that every invited guest to my birthday party only give monetary gifts. My birthday wish was to give ALL the monies received to my friend and her family – that’s the deep bond we shared.
Now on this day, my hospital visit had to take on a different tone as we shared on many things. It felt like a solemn farewell between two great friends who once laughed about everything. The best and greatest thing we had left between us was our confidence in God which NEVER ONCE WAVERED. We discussed death WITHOUT one tear drop from either of our eyes. Our steadfast FAITH in God remains our sustaining strength. When you’re prepared mentally it eases anxiety and reduces stress.
As mothers we shared one common concern…our children. Regardless of how old our children are, they will always be our little girls. Our stories sounded the same with only different names. We encouraged each other with the only hope – our children’s lives are in God’s hands. I can emphatically say, it’s the best reassurance we have when there’s no more earthly answers to our final questions on earth. It’s a calm reassurance to know that God is always in control.
Death never seems to give us enough time to comfortably say goodbye. It comes unannounced. The finality of death is never fully understood until the day finally comes, and there is nothing more that can be done or spoken. Our children may never fully comprehend the tears, pains, and prayers we as mothers sacrificially, and lovingly gave them. Mothers wear masks to hide their pain from their children to prevent them from seeing our hurts all throughout their lives. Many times we as humans wait until it’s too late to show appreciation to those who loved us unconditionally.
I was grateful for the time my friend and I were able to spend together. Our HOPE in God is hidden, buried deep down within our souls. No unforeseen circumstances in past years, nothing present, or anything in the future, can separate us (MOTHERS) from the L❤️VE of God. Our confidence is in God. Our eternal home is in Heaven. We are safe beyond measure because we are joint heirs with Jesus.
“So what are we going to say about these things? If God is for us, who is against us?
Who will separate us from Christ’s love? Will we be separated by trouble, or distress, or harassment, or famine, or nakedness, or danger, or sword?
I’m convinced that nothing can separate us from God’s love in Christ Jesus our Lord: not death or life, not angels or rulers, not present things or future things, not powers”
Romans 8:31, 35, 38 CEB
So, what’s your HOPE
- What if life hands you a difficult and painful experience?
- Who’s going to be your safety net?
- What about your children?
- Was the Name of Jesus a prominent household name?
- Who are you going to lean on for reassurance when the doctors say, there’s nothing more that can be done?
- Are you prepared to die
- Are you terrified to speak about death?
God has rules of engagement:
- Not everyone who says, “Lord, Lord will enter into Heaven
- Heaven is prepared for those who committed their lives to God
- It’s like a marriage – there’s full commitment involved
- One heart is shared between you and God. An undivided heart – there’s no breaking heart syndrome
- There’s loyalty between two persons
- It’s either all His way on His terms or there’s no relationship.
- You cannot serve God and the world at the same time
- There’s no full time benefits if your heart is divided
- You can’t commit to God, and still live independent of God.
How sad a life it will be, if we face death with many unanswered questions?
It’s way better to die knowing God than to face eternity without Him.
Girls and boys play games. Adults make commitments.
Death comes unannounced so it’s important we remove the mask, and speak with God openly #Relationshipgoal ❤️