A Glimpse of Heaven
A Glimpse of Heaven is a true story of my mother’s death and God’s graciousness to me as I struggled to cope. God is a God of dreams. He spoke to Jacob in a dream. He spoke to Joseph and so many others in the Bible. He speaks to many people since then and He gifted me with a glimpse of my mother in her eternal home. This essay is an offering to those who are uncertain of what death brings. It is a gift of hope for all who are willing to take hold of it.
We never knew that our mother was dying. She hadn’t told us—not with any conviction anyway—that she had been diagnosed with cancer 15 years earlier. I do remember a casual comment: “The doctor says I’ve got cancer, but I think he’s nuts.” And when nothing changed in her health or her lifestyle, the statement faded into the obscure corners of my mind. It was yanked out of hibernation in the last week of July of 2006, when my father pounded at my patio door and shouted for help to get her to the hospital. I followed him into the bedroom of their attached apartment to discover Mom, on her bed, weak and moaning.