I shared with you a few weeks ago that I was taking my 96-year-old mom home to Plain Dealing, Louisiana (and Bossier City) for one “last” visit. It was definitely the right thing to do, and Mom handled the seven-hour road trip well for her age. I’m so thankful the Lord allowed us to go home.
Mom was thrilled to see her two sisters and other family and friends and loved going back to her home church on Sunday. We laughed and we cried as we reunited and said goodbye again.
On Sunday afternoon, mom told her 90-year-old sister goodbye, knowing that she probably would not see her again on this earth. She just broke down and wept, and we did too.
Back in the hotel room, mom said, “I’m ready to go home.”
“We’re going home tomorrow, mom. We’re going back to Memphis in the morning.”
“No. I mean my heaven home. I’m ready to go home.”
My brother and I just broke down in tears, speechless. Mom can’t see, speak, or hear well. She’s ready to be freed from this earthly body, and we will rejoice with her when she can see and hear clearly again; when she can express the words on her heart and sing praises to God; when she can reunite with loved ones in her “heaven home.” But until then, we will cherish every minute with her in her Memphis home.
As Paul said in 2 Corinthians 5:2, “For indeed in this house we groan, longing to be clothed with our dwelling from heaven. . .” Home sweet home.
How did you respond when a loved one told you he/she was ready to go “home”?