A Good Death

I have found it to be a privilege to be with someone who dies well. Death is hidden from us in our society. And even as a priest I do not always get to the hospital or hospice in time for someone to die – we invariably arrive just after someone has died. Yesterday I received a call from a parishioner whose mother was dying. I jumped in the car and got to the hospice just as the mother was dying. We prayed, asking Jesus to receive her as she breathed her last breath. She died so peacefully as Jesus came to take her spirit to be with him. I thought how incredible it was that I was there as Jesus took Nellie to be with him. She now knows the truth. All the struggles and doubts and questions are all gone. She is with her Lord and knows the wonderful truth that heaven is real.


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