Remember Grace

But Naaman went away angry and said, “I thought that he would surely come out to me and stand and call on the name of the Lord his God, wave his hand over the spot and cure me of my leprosy. …” So he turned and went off in a rage.  (2 Kings 5:11-12)

This is the Biblical account of a high-ranking enemy soldier who sought healing from Israel’s prophet, but was offended at the way he was treated. Fortunately for Naaman, he had servants who were brave enough to help him to get things into perspective and see that it was worth giving Elisha’s method a go. Naaman humbled himself and received his healing.

The world of today’s western church is a long way from the Samaria of Naaman’s day, but I wonder if we don’t share some of his attitudes at times? When we choose a church, do we look for a style of music we like, or other cultural factors, rejecting some churches or people because they are too flashy (or not flashy enough, if we are real Naamans!), all the time in danger of missing what God wants to do in our lives?

Lord, let me see beneath the surface and discern what you are doing and where your presence is. Even if I have to cope with others who don’t do things the way I think they should!

I write this post on the evening of the day on which I left my local church where I have been in leadership for 9 years, and have been the senior minister for 5 years. It has been a great season but we are moving on to new ministry (though I admit I am far from certain what form that will take).

So as I leave church I write to persuade others why you should stay. In true preacher’s style let me offer three things you need from church

3. Fellowship. It’s hard to be a solitary Christian. We are designed to be in family and we need each other. Or, as John wrote in the Bible, how can we say we love God if we don’t love our brothers and sisters? And if we love them we will want to be with them. Don’t stop gathering.

2. Challenge. I often hear people saying that although, for whatever reason, they have disengaged with church, they are still ok with God. Fair enough, perhaps, and call me cynical if you like, but I do question how ok you are. Is it just that you continue to feel loved and accepted? That you still offer up the odd prayer? Good for you. But when did you last hear something from God which challenged your ideas or your practice? When did you feel Him correcting you? When did you get a new insight into some part of the Word, through a sermon or other teaching? I wonder how often, when we miss church for a long time, we get anaesthetised into thinking that we are ok when really we aren’t.

1. Worship. You’ll notice I have reversed the number order of this list – that’s because I’ve put the points in reverse order of importance. Worship goes at the top. Church is, above all, a worshipping community and it is every Christian’s privilege and duty to contribute. Yes you can pray, sing or listen to Hillsongs cds at home, but there is nothing like joining with your family to sing with one voice to glorify God. Make a joyful noise together!

So that’s why, though I have just left a church, I will find another. It may take William and me some time before we work out where God wants us to settle long term, but we will be in church somewhere regularly to maintain our own spiritual fervour and contribute to the joyful noise of worship that goes up from God’s people to the throne of grace.

I returned yesterday from the last of the residential sessions on Elim’s inaugural Coaching Academy. A small group of Elim ministers has got together regularly over the last 9 months, to sharpen our skills in coaching and mentoring, and it’s been a great journey. In a series of interactive sessions, we have considered coaching, questioning, listening, individual and team coaching, feedback. Along the way we have practised skills and as a by-product have deepened some existing relationships and made new ones.

I came on the coaching academy because I was aware that mentoring/coaching (I was not sure of the difference!) was a large part of my ministry and I sensed that would increasingly be the case in the future. Little did I know last autumn that by the end of the course I would be leaving the church where I currently minister and moving to something which I’m not entirely sure of at the moment, but feel that coaching will be even more of an emphasis for me than it is now.

Someone asked me this week whether the academy had been a factor in my decision to move. I initially replied not, but on reflection perhaps indirectly it was. At the start of this calendar year I applied for a job which, without the reflections on my practice and ministry that the coaching academy has inspired, I might not have considered. As it happened I didn’t get that job, but the process of applying and being interviewed gave me some confidence that I could possibly minister in a different context from my current one.

The decision to move can be difficult. In our case I had said to my church leaders that if I did not get the job mentioned above, I would not be looking for something else. So when I was unsuccessful, it felt as if there should be a fresh start in the church; a picking up of vision; a refocusing of ministry; perhaps a shift of priorities – in short, a new season in church life. The surprising thing to me was that it quickly became clear to William and me that we should not enter this new season: it would be someone else’s season.

You see, in the season which is now just finishing, I have led the church in Essex while William has taught in a Bible College in Middlesex. They are about 65 miles apart, and he has done a weekly commute for about 5 years, staying away from home for between two and four nights every week. We have been content with that. It has been God’s plan for us. But we knew we should not start a new season. We are looking forward to joining up our ministry lives again. So we are moving to Middlesex, and I am applying for a part time role in the college where William works, a role which will be largely pastoral. While I have very little idea of what I will be doing for the bulk of the time, (or even if I will get this job), I know God has called me to coach/mentor woman leaders, and younger leaders. I am excited about the possibility of getting to know Bible College students again. I would love to spend a lot of time pastoring and coaching younger leaders, seeing them achieve their potential. I believe those opportunities will open up, whether in the college, or perhaps in another church setting (or both).

So there are things I have learned in the Coaching Academy and ways in which it has impacted already on my own life. But perhaps the most precious aspect of the experience has been the relationships. There were people I already knew well, like my buddy Michelle, whom I always love sharing with. Others have moved from acquaintances to significant friends – Geoff and Jane, thanks for all input so far and I look forward to continuing to inspire each other. Still others I hardly knew before but have, through talking about our goals, plans etc. with each other I have found greatly impacted me. Sam, Joel, Ian and Stephen – I have long loved your ministry as Elim Sound and now am delighted to know you as individuals; you are men of huge integrity and insight as well as massively talented. (Stephen, thank you for two prophetic words you shared with me in prayer – I had forgotten the first one until today, but they were both to do with climbing!)

Steve Y, thanks for asking me the provoking question mentioned at the start of this piece and for other insights shared along the way. Stuart, Jamie and Bill, thanks for your open and honest sharing in the sessions and for making us laugh. Kojo – what a wealth of experience and depth! BB and Edwin, thanks too for conversations and remembrances of things we have been through together in the past.

And to Dave, Paul and Alison who shared their hearts, experience and wisdom with us, thanks is not enough.

I hope and sense this is not the end of the road for many of those friendships.

Thanks be to God!

Oh the joys of predictive text! Someone recently created a Facebook advert for an event taking place in our church, and I assume it was their device which didn’t recognise the word ‘Elim’ (the name of our church) and instead typed ‘Eliminate.’ In the plethora of church names one hears of, I have yet to come across an Eliminate Church – I’m not sure I would want to go to one; I might be afraid of running into some cousins of the Daleks shouting “Eliminate! Eliminate!”

Still, it got me thinking. There are a few things I would like to see eliminated in church. Could we perhaps:

Eliminate gossip?

Eliminate judgementalism?

Eliminate apathy?

Eliminate the masks we wear?

Eliminate prejudice?

To sum up: Eliminate sin?

That sounds unrealistic, and yet John in the Bible writes: “I write this to you so that you will not sin.” (1 Jn. 2:1) He knows that we do sin and tells us what to do about it (hallelujah!) but he does have the expectation that Christians, having had their sins forgiven, will do all they can to eliminate it in future: “No-one who lives in him keeps on sinning.” (1 Jn. 3:6)

So today’s challenge is : with the help, empowerment and constant forgiveness of the Holy Spirit, what must I eliminate from my life?

I’ve spent the past three days in Harrogate, at the annual Elim Church Leaders’ Summit. It’s been a remarkable time; I think the best conference we’ve had in recent years, and a historic one in which our outgoing General Superintendent, John Glass, was honoured before handing over to Chris Cartwright, who takes over the role. It is clear that God has chosen our new national leader well. Chris is a humble, servant leader. He has a good historical perspective on Elim’s past, and courage to look to the future not being afraid to change things. He has introduced a year in which he intends to take stock of how the movement is, listening to its people and to the Holy Spirit, to assess alongside the other national leaders and more widely, how God wants the church to develop as we have entered our second century. We have left Harrogate with expectant hearts.

For a personal perspective, here is the short article I’ve just written for our church bulletin this weekend:

Seven of our leaders had a wonderful three days at the Elim Leaders’ Summit in Harrogate last week. We witnessed the transfer of national leadership as John Glass handed over the office of General Superintendent to Chris Cartwright. We participated in inspiring worship. We heard stirring and challenging teaching and we all found our level of expectation for the things of God raised. The main visiting speaker was Alan Scott, who leads a Vineyard work in Ireland, who spoke powerfully about not being intimidated, nor being impressed by culture, but that we should be affecting our culture for God, and see more miracles and moves of God in our communities than in our church buildings. The theme of the week was ‘Expectant’ – and it was genuinely inspiring to be with over a thousand fellow leaders, praying and expecting the Lord to do great things in the coming months and years in and through our local churches and Elim nationally.

Share some of our blessing! You can listen to MP3 (audio) versions of many of the sessions, on http://www.elim.org.uk/Articles/446797/Elim_Leaders_Summit.aspx#mp3

In the next few Weekly News issues, other members of the team will share their own reflections on the Summit, so let me write first that, alongside all the wonderful things mentioned above, Elim national conferences are also places for me to catch up with dear friends whom I now only see occasionally. This year I have been telling them how God is leading William and me to move this summer. And of course I’ve also been hearing their news and we’ve been able to pray for each other, which has been great. But the greatest time of fellowship was in the flat we all shared together (the Braintree 7), right across the road from the conference centre. On the first evening we all took a couple of minutes at the end of the day to share what God had said to us that day. On the second night, Lewis led us in a powerful time of praying and prophesying over each other. An hour and a half of powerful ministry in the company of our own leaders: I love that group! And I am so grateful to God that as I leave the leadership of Elim Braintree, there is a Spirit-filled, expectant group of leaders stepping up.

So in this time of transition for us, both nationally and locally, please pray for our leaders: for Chris and the national leadership team; for Lewis, who will chair the church session when I leave, and the rest of the team, and for each other. May God inspire us, fill us, work in and through us, and may we experience more of the Spirit’s power in our own communities, as we invade them for Jesus.

Communion, the Eucharist, the Lord’s Supper, is an integral part of Christian worship. Here we meet Jesus, celebrate His death and remember He is coming again. Here we rededicate ourselves to his service. So how is it that Communion has become for some people a sign of condemnation? In some traditions, excommunication – the refusal of communion – is a means of discipline. In others – and this is what I encounter regularly – individuals exclude themselves from communion because they feel their lives are deficient in some respect. Both of these indicate a total misunderstanding of the meaning of this precious event.

First, discipline. Whatever your understanding of the feast (merely a symbol/highly sacramental or somewhere in between), this signifies the body and the blood of Christ which was broken and shed for the world. Christ gave himself freely for the sins of the world – so who gave a church or an individual church leader the authority to refuse access to that body and blood to anyone, no matter how sinful? I would not dare to refuse communion to anyone for whom Jesus died.

Let us stop passing judgement on one another. Instead, make up your mind not to put any stumbling-block or obstacle in the way of a brother or sister. (Romans 14:13)

If discipline is required, find some other way.

To the other problem: that of individuals feeling unworthy of taking the elements. This, I believe, usually stems from a misunderstanding of Paul’s warning in 1 Corinthians 11:27-32.

So then, whoever eats the bread or drinks the cup of the Lord in an unworthy manner will be guilty of sinning against the body and blood of the Lord. Everyone ought to examine themselves before they eat of the bread and drink from the cup. For those who eat and drink without discerning the body of Christ eat and drink judgement on themselves. That is why many of you are weak and ill, and a number of you have fallen asleep. But if we were more discerning with regard to ourselves, we would not come under such judgement. Nevertheless, when we are judged in this way by the Lord, we are being disciplined so that we will not be finally condemned with the world.

So it seems that communion does have something to do with discipline after all?

Unfortunately this passage has so often been taken out of its context and used to make sincere Christians afraid – afraid not only of communion but of God himself. God seems to be standing over them ready to judge, and if they should prove in any small way to be unworthy of taking communion, then they will suffer. Better to be on the safe side and avoid it.

This is completely, utterly and totally wrong! It is reprehensible. It stinks. I cannot tell you how much I hate this devilish twisting of the Word!

To correct this, remember the context. (A useful piece of advice for most cases of bad Scripture application). In this case, Paul writes to the church in Corinth to correct abuses of this wonderful feast – they should be celebrating the Lord’s Supper, but instead are using it as an opportunity to highlight the differences among themselves. It’s clear that the suppers they are having consist not just of a little wafer and a sip of wine, but more like what we would call a ‘bring and share’ supper – except they were bringing and not sharing! Paul calls them out for their lack of concern for each other – some are hungry; others are getting drunk! When actually this supper, above all others, ought to involve a recognition that we are all one body (see 10:16-17). When we take part in this feast we do so as one body – the body of Christ.

This wonderful phrase, ‘the body of Christ,’ operates on three levels during Communion: we remember and are thankful for the actual body of the human Jesus which was broken for us on the cross; we break and eat the loaf to show we accept what Jesus has done for us; we recognise that, along with all other believers, we make up the body of Christ.

So what should exclude us from participating? A vague sense of unworthiness? NO! The “unworthy manner” to which Paul refers (11:27) is a failure to discern the body of Christ (11:29).

So let me examine myself (11:28):

• Am I actively discriminating against a brother or sister?
• Am I carrying hatred in my heart against someone else for whom Jesus died?
• Are my actions keeping someone else from receiving the grace Jesus offers them?

This is why when I lead communion I make sure everyone can be included.

• Children can be included.
• But they haven’t been baptised! - So?
• But they don’t understand! - Don’t they? What are you teaching them? Tell them this is a special drink and bread to remember that Jesus died for us and if they are, or want to be, Jesus’ friend they can join in. I haven’t yet found a child who can’t understand that. Christian parents, if you want to keep your children in the faith, you won’t do it by excluding them from the start. If you leave them out here, don’t complain when they leave altogether in their teens.
• People who have not made a public profession of faith can be included.
• But they aren’t saved!  Aren’t they? Do you know what has gone on in secret between them and God? Do you know they haven’t just asked Jesus to save them? Communion is a great evangelistic opportunity. When I know there are people in church who are not-yet Christians, I make a point of explaining that Jesus has died for us all and he offers himself freely. They may decide to decline his offer, and they are free not to participate in communion, but if they want to know more about Jesus, or if they want to ask him for forgiveness, they can pray like this [lead a suitable prayer] and take the bread and the wine as a sign that they are accepting what Jesus has done.
• People who know they have sinned can be included.
• But I’m a sinner!  Great! This is a feast especially designed for you! Only sinners are allowed to take it. Come on in, celebrate the goodness of Jesus. Be glad that it’s His righteousness and not your own which will save you.

My friend and church elder, Lewis, reminded people in church today that I write this blog – and of course immediately I was convicted of my lack of activity on it recently! So here goes with another post which reflects my thoughts on the passage from Hebrews I preached from today. I’ve been preaching from Hebrews for some time now and loving the insights gained along the way – sorry I haven’t shared them with you (except of course if you have been in church to hear them).

Anyway, for the past few weeks we have reflected on faith, from that great chapter of faith, Hebrews 11. Faith, it tells us, is “the substance of things hoped for and the evidence of things not seen.” (KJV) – in other words, the thing which keeps us going between hearing the promise of God and seeing it come to pass.

Today’s passage highlights Isaac, Jacob and Joseph:

20 By faith Isaac blessed Jacob and Esau in regard to their future.

21 By faith Jacob, when he was dying, blessed each of Joseph’s sons, and worshipped as he leaned on the top of his staff.

22 By faith Joseph, when his end was near, spoke about the exodus of the Israelites from Egypt and gave instructions concerning the burial of his bones.

I find it interesting that out of all the episodes in the lives of these patriarchs which the writer could have chosen, he draws our attention to the ends of their lives, when they look to the future and know that the purposes and blessings of God will extend beyond their own lifetimes. Each of them was weak at the time their faith is highlighted here: Isaac was old and blind; Jacob who had previously wrestled with God now could only lean on his staff; Joseph knew his end was near.

My biggest surprise in this passage is: “By faith, Isaac blessed Esau and Jacob.”  Really? Isaac was deceived into giving his blessing to the wrong brother. But Hebrews still tells us he did this by faith. So it seems that passing on that blessing, as he knew God wanted him to do (and he knew it was no small thing, as he couldn’t recall Jacob’s blessing when the deceit was exposed), was an act of faith. His knowledge of God told him that God’s purposes would be worked out in God’s way in the lives of his sons. God would even use his mistakes. A redemptive message if ever I heard one.

At the end of his own lifetime Jacob was asked to bless his grandchildren, Manasseh and Ephraim. To Joseph’s displeasure, Jacob crossed his hands over and favoured the older over the younger. Once again, God’s order would be against the usual way of the world, though this time there was no deception. I love his prayer:

‘May the God before whom my fathers
Abraham and Isaac walked faithfully,
the God who has been my shepherd
all my life to this day,
the Angel who has delivered me from all harm
– may he bless these boys.

When my own boys were small I prayed this often for them (and of course now they are grown up there is no reason for me to stop!). Here is Jacob praying for his grandchildren, conscious of his own failings and of God’s protection, that those who come after him will also experience the keeping power of God.  I imagine him praying that they will learn from his mistakes as well as his victories, that they will not have to go through some of the struggles he did, that they will not resort to the deceptions of his own early life, but take God’s promises, fight their own battles, know God’s protection and power and change their world.

And dear old Joseph: no mention in Hebrews 11 of the faith to have dreams and interpret those of others. No mention of his rise to power in Egypt which saved his family and paved the way for the establishment of the Hebrew nation. Instead what is celebrated is his faith which looked to the future of that nation, remembering that God promised them a different land. A faith which caused him to arrange to be embalmed so that for generations ahead, his  bones would remind his descendants that Egypt was not their home. And, of course, in due time Moses did take Joseph’s bones out of Egypt to his promised land where they were eventually buried.

So I reflect on the importance of passing on the promises and the blessing from one generation to the next. We are all the inheritors of a great deposit of faith from our ancestors, whether those are blood ancestors or others who taught us the faith. And we all can pass on a legacy of faith. 2015 is the centenary year of the Elim Churches in the UK, in which I have the privilege of serving as a minister, and throughout the year we have been encouraged to celebrate the past while looking to the future, because “the best is yet to come.”

And I hope in my own family – both my biological and my church family – I can bless those who come after me with faith.

It was a great way to start a day and end a week. Our church has been praying around Braintree for this week, including walking in the High Street at 7.30 every morning to pray for God’s blessing on our town. This morning I met with the wonderful Debbie Davis​, Lewis Sharp​ and Beccy Sharp​ to prayer walk the High Street seven times. Just as we turned round to go down it for the seventh time, it began to rain. The rain continued as we walked down the street and we took it as a sign of God’s hearing our prayer. It stopped as I walked home.

In the words of the old chorus (I’ve been singing a few of them recently), “Mercy drops round us are falling, but for the showers we plead!”  And for me that is one of the themes of the prayer week we have just finished: That we are seeing signs of God’s mercy in the lives of individuals, but we are asking for showers of blessing on our community – Lord, let it rain!

Rain (Noel Robinson)

The economy: Many people say that the Conservatives are more reliable when it comes to the economy. Austerity will continue and they will reduce the deficit more quickly. But during the campaign, David Cameron (along with the other party leaders admittedly) has been happy to throw around promises of more money into parts of the economy where he thinks he will gain votes. No-one on either side is telling us exactly where all the money is going to come from, but what seems clear is that the Conservatives are the party of the rich. The only thing they are definite about cutting is welfare. I would rather have a government with a bias to the poor, even if I don’t entirely trust that things will work out exactly as they promise.

Education: Free schools are a joke. To have a decent state education system throughout the country our local authorities need to be able to plan for the schools in their area. The Tories seem to prefer to resource the over-provision of school places in areas where parents are affluent and motivated. The poor will get poorer and social mobility will be harder to achieve.

Europe: Let’s stay a country with meaningful international links. Don’t allow UKIP and those influenced by their politics of suspicion to make us isolationist.

There are other issues of course. At the start of this campaign I admit I was not at all impressed with the Eds, but Mr Milliband has grown on me in the last few weeks since that first leaders’ debate when he looked like an automaton. He has managed to start behaving naturally, looking human and sounding like a conviction politician.

And I am impressed by our local candidate. At our hustings, Malcolm Fincken appeared personable, approachable, sensible, well informed about local and national issues, and I think he will make an excellent constituency MP. I hope he gets the chance to prove me right.

My mother is dying.

At 81, she has been a widow for more than half her life. I remember the day Dad died, aged 40. I was 13. It was a sunny day in the summer holidays and I was lying on a rug in our garden reading a book. My brother Dave came out to tell me, “Dad’s dead.” He had gone to work that day as normal, felt ill during the morning, accepted a lift home from his boss, stopped off at the doctor’s surgery on the way, walked into the waiting room and collapsed there. The doctor, having been unable to resuscitate him, was left with the task of coming to tell us the news.

Sudden death is shocking. The world changes immediately and then you adjust and move on.

My Mum’s death is different.

She has always been an anxious person. Throughout my adult life she has had periods of severe depression at about 10-year intervals, requiring inpatient treatment. Between those times she has tended to worry about things, so that my brothers and I have not relied on her for emotional support in our own big decisions.  However, although she has worried and often criticised, she has always supported us in the end and been proud of our achievements. She has also retained her Christian faith, in spite of trials and doubts over the years. Indeed, I credit her with one of my own foundational experiences of faith when, in the aftermath of Dad’s death she told me she was going to stop asking God why he had died and start trusting that God knew best. I never heard her again being bitter about her lot, and when asked in the future how she made such a success of lone-parenting three teenagers, she always claimed not to know: “I just trusted God!” God and she did a good job.

In recent years she has had vascular dementia. I think it was probably diagnosed fairly late in the process, as her previous mental state made it difficult to decide when dementia had arrived. With the dementia her misery deepened. In the care home she lived in for the past few years she has been constantly unhappy and consequently difficult to visit.

After a long, gradual decline, a month ago she stopped moving and was completely unresponsive. The care home sent her to hospital where they wondered if she had an infection and gave her antibiotics for two days, but when those dealt with her temperature without improving her overall condition, we all knew this was the end. My brother Pete and I, who both live in the south of England, flew to Scotland prepared to stay until the end. Dave and his family hospitably put us up and we arranged a rota for about 10 days so that one of us was with her most of the time, intending that we would be there when she went.

After 10 days, Pete and I had to come home; Dave had to work and our rota collapsed. We are now waiting and checking our phones regularly for the news that she has gone, and she is confounding all expectations. It’s now, remarkably, a month since she has had any significant calorie intake, and a week since they stopped her subcutaneous fluids.

In all this, it’s hard to know how to feel. People assume it’s a difficult time for me, but actually there have been many blessings in this time. So I have decided, in the words of an old hymn, to count my blessings and name them one by one.

Blessing 1:  Family Gathering. There has been a joy in being with my brothers, and in us all being with our Mum. About a month before this final illness, there was another occasion when she was hospitalised and we thought that her end might have come. So again we gathered. On that occasion she recovered and returned to her nursing home, but there was one special moment when the three of us were round her bed and she looked at us all and said, “How lovely to have you all here.” It had been many years since we had all been together. In that moment Pete and I knew we had been right to fly up to be there. And in the beginning of this final illness we also knew it was important to be there. We are family. We don’t get together very often, but it has been special

Blessing 2:  Agreement. There have been no arguments among us, or between us and the hospital staff, when important decisions have been required. We agreed that we did not want, nor did we think that she would want, invasive medical treatment to prolong her life. The priority has been her comfort. So: drugs for pain and distress; fluids to avoid thirst (though for a while she was also able to have sips of drink when she wanted them) until she lost consciousness and seemed still peaceful so they could be stopped. We are grateful that we have hardly even had to discuss all this – it just seemed obvious to us all.

Blessing 3: The NHS. We are currently in election mode in the UK and the NHS is mentioned frequently as a political issue. We are experiencing its benefits practically. Our Mum is having excellent nursing care in a hospital acute ward. No-one has expected her to live for so long, so there has been no talk of transferring her to a hospice or anywhere else, but we have never been made to feel that she is a burden, that they need the bed, or in any other way negative. The ward staff have been unremittingly kind to us all, allowing us to ignore the usual visiting hours and be there as much or as little as we wanted to be, supplying tea, conversation and laughter, and a very comfortable reclining armchair on which we spent a few nights. And, because this is the Scottish NHS, there is free hospital parking and free wifi! Such things make a difference.

Blessing 4: Honouring our Mother. I realised recently that I have had some problems in honouring my Mum. There have been years when visiting has been a chore and it’s been hard even to talk of her in a positive way. (On that note I must honour Dave, who has lived near her and been the one who has looked after her and visited consistently. He is a hero.) But in this last illness we had a chance to serve her. Being there, interpreting her needs, holding the cup for sips of water, have given me more precious memories in this time than in the last few years put together. Though for the most part her conversation was basic and concerned her needs, there were also times of tenderness such as the one where she looked at me and gave a huge smile, and when she told Dave and Pete that she loved them. We have been able to love her and honour her in a new way and I’m grateful for the time.

Blessing 5: Eternal Life. This is what makes death bearable in the end. That it is not, in fact, the end. When I knew I would have to leave I kissed her and said goodbye, but then, “I’ll see you again.” And I believe I will. And when I do, we will both have been transformed. The frustrations of this life will have gone; all our sins which affected our relationship will be forgotten. Death will have been swallowed up in victory (1 Cor. 15:54). Ultimately this is why I am not sad – what lies ahead is so much better than what has been.

Our Mum’s death is being very different from that of our Dad. Whereas his seemed like a life suddenly cut short, she has come to the end of hers and has achieved a dignity in death which was largely absent for the last period of her life. For that I am truly grateful to God.