Many thanks to you for your prayers, phone calls, cards, flowers, and other expressions of concern and sympathy during the recent passing of Donna Kay’s mother, Betty Whittemore.
Betty was 86 years old. She had been in declining health for the past few years, but still her recent hospitalization and quick departure came as a surprise to all of us.
Donna Kay had the opportunity to help care for her mother in the hospital and transitional care center during her final two weeks. When it seemed she had only days or hours to live, I began driving to Maryville, Tenn., to be with them. She passed away about the time I crossed the state line into Louisiana. We buried her a week later.
We will return to Maryville at the end of June so Donna Kay, her brother, and her sister can begin sorting through Betty’s earthly possessions and putting her home on the market. Please continue to pray for us.
The death of a loved one always causes us to remember our own mortality. The Bible has this to say on the subject: “The length of our days is 70 years—or 80, if we have the strength; yet their span is but trouble and sorrow, for they quickly pass, and we fly away” (Psalm 90:10, NIV).
According to that, Betty had already lived the 70 years she could expect and even the 80 years she could strive for. My mother, who also lives in Maryville, is 96. She will tell you that she has not only lived longer than expected, but far longer than she wanted.
One thing is for sure. No matter how long the Lord allows us to live, unless Jesus returns first, sooner or later we will die. Hebrews 9:27 says that our common destiny is “to die once, and after that to face judgment.”
I am grateful that when I die and face judgment, Jesus has already died on my behalf and paid for all my sins so I can be forgiven and live forever with God.
Ready to “fly away,”