HOSPICE VISIT
The other day I was contacted by Hospice and asked to visit a lady who was dying. She was from out-of-state and was living her last days with her adult daughter. I found her barely responsive, heavily medicated for pain, and disoriented in a strange room in a strange place in a strange state.
The adult daughter who owned the home greeted me warmly but then had to attend to business on the telephone while I visited her mother. Not sure if the elderly lady could comprehend what I was saying, I told her a bit about myself, and then reminded her of the simple gospel: how we all are sinners, how Jesus died on the cross for our salvation, and on the third day rose again, and how He is today waiting for us to arrive. Then I laid hands on her and prayed. First for God’s strength, then for Him to forgive her sins and place His Spirit in her life.
There was a peace in the room. I really don’t know for sure if she was coherent enough to understand my message, but I spoke it out. Now its up to her and a loving God. Thank God for grace.
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