Wednesday of Holy Week

“I am the resurrection and the life. Those who believe in me, even though they die, will live.”
John 11:25
This blog is written in honor, and soon to be in memory, of my mother, Luz MarĂ­a Allende, who is in hospice care at Riverside Methodist Hospital in Columbus, Ohio. My family has been struggling with the acceptance of her impending death. I feel I am entering into it with some measure of calmness because of my faith. I believe in the resurrection, as we confess weekly in worship, but that doesn’t fill the void that I’m sure I will feel once she is gone.
Today is Wednesday. I have services on Maundy Thursday and Good Friday. I begged off Easter Vigil, which is being done jointly with three other congregations, so that I could spend Saturday at the hospital. We don’t know how much time we have and I feel I need to be there with her. Even though she can’t talk and is asleep more often than she’s awake, she is conscious of the people around her. I only pray that I don’t receive one of those dreaded telephone calls late at night that can only mean one thing.
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