The pain of the passing of my loved ones

I was in Posadas and living in an apartment by myself at the time. I was giving conversational English classes and Bible studies. When I received the news of my mom’s passing, the pain of hearing this news was intense I could hardly bear it. I knew she was very sick and dying of cancer so, I had been doing everything I could to get the finance together so I could go to California to see her. When I heard of her passing I stopped everything. My grief was so deep I could hardly do anything. I stopped all the classes and to get my mind off of the pain I started writing a book about my life. On the 3rd week into the book I heard a knock at my front door. There was a boy about 9 years old standing there and he had a small bird in his hand. He ask me if I could take the bird as he had to go to school? I did and placed the small bird in a flower pot. I did not know if the bird was dead or if the hail storm had just knocked it out. I went back to writing and about 20 minutes later the small bird begin to move and then it started to fly. I jump up and ran to the window, through it open and the little bird flew out the window.

I was so happy that the little bird was well and had flown out into the sky that I started to praise God. I thanked Him that this little bird had not died and that he or she had flown to freedom. In that moment the Lord talked to the depths of my heart. It felt as He was booming in my chest, but with extreme love and compassion at the same time. He told me “I am happy you are praising me for the life of this little bird, but why are you not praising me for your mother? I have set her free too. She has flown back to Me too. She is free and happy too.” On hearing this I fell to my knees and started to weep. You see I knew Jesus was right, and He had set me free too. Free of the thoughts that my mother was gone, free of the thoughts that I would never see her again.

I started the classes the next day and even till today some 20 years later, I still have the peace that came to me that day, the peace that Jesus gave me through the life of that little bird. It is so wonderful how God can use the smallest thing to give us humans the victory over our deepest griefs.

I hope my life’s story has comforted anyone who takes the time to read and sense the wonderful reality that this life is only the start of eternity.