(Originally posted on Facebook)
The journey with my mom has been a long, difficult, yet beautiful one.
I looked at this flower that my kids gave her for Mother's Day and I first noticed the
dried up, dead stems and leaves, and the fact that it hadn't been watered in some time.
Then my eye followed it to the end of the stem where it is still green, which leads to 2 still vibrant, yellow flowers and a new bud attached.
This hits me so profoundly as I sit with my mom, who is nearing the end of her life here on this earth.
Her blood pressure is steadily decreasing.
She no longer gets out of bed.
Has eaten one small, solid meal in the last 36 hours.
Her body may be failing, but her soul is still vibrant and like the new bud, waiting to open up to begin a new journey with Jesus.
"My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever."
-Psalm 73:26
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