General Poetry posted October 14, 2021

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by Wendy G

How will I go?
Gently and with grace,
Ready to see His face,
At end of earthly race?
How will I be?
Calm with love and peace,
Knowing pain will cease,
Offering sweet release?
What will they see in me?
A witness to my Lord,
The One who is adored?
Fully trusting in His word?
What should I say to them?
I'm excited that I'll go,
But it's important that they know
I want them there one day also.
How do I want to be?
Ready for eternity
Moving on fearlessly …
Dying joyfully!




Another funeral service today.
Other friends are dying slowly, some accepting with grace, others raging against death, angry that their bodies are succumbing to one illness after another.
Sometimes we don't fear death itself, but we fear and strive against the painful process of dying. We die as we live, either with peace and grace or with bitterness and anger, or anywhere in between.
I am a Palliative Care volunteer. So far all my clients have been women in their forties, who not only are facing death, but a painful death. All are leaving behind children ranging from preschool age to young teenagers. So I do think about death frequently, hopefully with realism and honesty.
I hope to die well, whether the process be quick or slow. As I am not very brave I hope it will be relatively quick! Yet I think we need to have open and honest conversations with our loved ones, even though they may find it confronting.
Don't worry, I am in good health!
Just having a thoughtful day.
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