Sitting with the dying

This morning I ventured out.  The purpose was to sit with a friend who has cancer.

Although there is pain, there is also peace.  In the past few years “salvation” has become a real and daily part of life.  So as we talked, hope arose and life was good, even though pain was present and death is just around a corner we can almost see.

What can  be said?  We talked of funerals, of family and of life.  Some things were difficult, others just daily chatter.  And as I left I blessed her, as she had blessed me.

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