This past week, I started packing since I’m moving in order to save money for the world race.
While I was going through some items, I found the journal I wrote in days after mom passed. There was a moment God showed His mighty hand that I want to share with everyone.
The days before mom passed, were fast and caught us off guard. This is not what I want to talk about though, that is a whole other story I could share. I want to share a moment God has reminded me of His presence.
I’ll never forget the last words my mom spoke, although I did not know they were going to be her last.
I stepped out of mom’s room, to get a moment of breathing. I went out on the balcony and called one of mom’s dear friends to update her on the situation. We still had been told she would be here for another 2 more weeks, but it was only days after she passed away. I told her that mom had somehow stopped speaking (not comprehending she was passing so quickly).
I remember, I would watch mom attempt to speak, and she couldn’t. Those moments crushed & haunted me for months. Mom’s friend told me that she believed mom could still hear me talk to her. I remember thinking, my mom can’t stand, she can’t open her mouth, she can’t move her body…..yet she can hear me?
I chose to believe her, and I had peace right in that moment. I had heard people say that before, but I knew that sometimes we said that for the person’s comfort. Not because we truly believe it.
I walked back into mom’s room where my brother was with her & started brushing mom’s hair. My brother & I were simply being with her. I remember thinking, “I should tell him what I’m choosing to believe because it gave me peace.”
So I told him, “Chris, I was just on the phone with Linda- and she said to me that she truly believes that mom can still hear us talking to her.”
Now this is where GOD SHOWS UP*** Get ready *Get ready *Get ready
As soon as my sentence ended, mom said, “I can”.
Mom had lost her ability to speak & even open her mouth over 16 hours beforehand.
Those were mom’s last words here on earth, and they were God’s. God took a moment that was earthly impossible, and showed up with His power. He was saying to me, “Hey Lauren, I’m here. Watch what I will do for you.” He showed me that He was IN the situation; He was there with my mom and with us. I’ll never forget my brother’s face when he looked up after mom said that. We were stunned, awed and amazed.
I’m even more amazed now as I read my journal entry. Even though I was lost in the darkness of the moment, lost in my world that was falling out from under me…God showed up in a mighty way. This was not a coincidence; this was against what my mom had already lost ability to do. God showed up in the darkest of hours just to show me His presence. This is another reason He has my life & all i sacrifice for the mission trip.
I will go & give up my life to show other’s how God shows up. How God loves us in all moments, just to let us know His presence.
Loves*
Lauren
