Sitting in a waiting room on the 6th floor of MCV’s Ambulatory Care building, anticipating the moment when a too busy neurosurgeon would have time to see us, I had ample time to think and wonder what the future held for my 79 year old mother.
For two years she has been losing the use of her legs and no doctor, no matter how confident in appearance, has yet been able to unlock the mystery behind her condition. Nor has one ventured to describe what she can expect in the remaining years of her life.
Oddly, as I sat thinking how much I would like to know her future I was flipping through magazines that dated back to the year 2000. Yes, the wait was so long that I began reading about Brittany and KFed who had just returned from their honeymoon! They were aglow–enjoying all that we think will assure a bright future –thin bodies, overt sexuality, expensive cars, designer clothes, and of course, well defined abs.
I moved on and was reading an interview with Kirstie Alley who was weary of being the “Fat Actress” and was determined that the time was right to lose the weight. Her reasons were that it would jump start her career and give her a better chance of finding someone with whom to sleep. I was pretty sure that she meant that euphemistically.
I was reading about the “true” love between Brad and Angelina. This article was written right after he abandoned one wife to take up another and before he began preaching to us about how we should be more caring people.
What a weird sensation to sit there and know “the rest of the story” in these people’s lives. How ironic– I knew their futures but really wanted to know Mom’s. I also knew that while I was not focusing on gaining a bright future in the way that Brittany, Kirstie and Brad were, that we all had the same longing for things to turn out right.
Still waiting on the doctor, looking out at the skyline of Richmond from the sixth floor, rescuing thoughts flooded my thinking. First, I recalled Hebrews 4:13,
“Nothing in all creation is hidden from God’s sight. Everything is uncovered and laid bare before the eyes of Him to whom we must give account.”
Mom belongs to a God who sees what we cannot, she belongs to a God who has promised that
“if the earthly tent we live in is destroyed, we have a building from God, an eternal house in heaven, not built by human hands.” 2 Corinthians 5:1
Mom belongs to a God who so captured my heart that when the doctor pronounced that she had a systemic problem rather than a surgical one, I was not disappointed.
In my mind I heard, “Lissa, I came and defeated the greatest systemic problem your mother has. This one will last for a few months or a few years, the victory I won will last forever. I can see your mother’s future and I promise it is very bright!”
Those words did not come from outdated magazine stories that with the vantage point of time mock the main characters’ bright hopes.
Those words came to me from a precious book of revelation that is thousands of years old and never mocks the main characters. It is a book that promises an unfading bright future as a gift from a loving, eternal, unchanging God.
Mom passed away March 11, 2014 and entered the eternal house of God.