Jesus, the one with the authority to do so, had allowed my mother to live.
After my mother recovered from her illness I often spoke to her about the Lord. I would read the Bible to her and tell her the things that Jesus said. She wasn’t very receptive but she never told me to stop. She let me talk. So I kept talking. I was often discouraged, and wanted to give up, but I continued to share God’s word with her. And I prayed. I prayed that the Lord would open her eyes. For years I prayed, and the Lord gave me an intense love for her.
In 2001 she had a stroke that left her right side completely paralyzed. She went into a nursing home the day before September 11th, 2001, and during the almost six years that she was there I saw her heart soften. She would listen with rapt attention as I read passages of scripture to her. She let the family know that she didn’t want a Mass when she died. She said she believed what we (my husband and I) believed, which was the Bible. She prayed that the Lord would send her the Holy Spirit. She believed that Jesus was the Savior of the whole world, the only Savior. And one day she even witnessed to my father. Now this may sound dramatic, but it happened slowly, very slowly, but it did happen.
Then on February 13, 2007 she had another stroke. She was conscious for two weeks and then had a third stroke which left her paralyzed from the neck down. She never knew it though because she had gone into a coma like state. During those last two weeks she was surrounded by Christian nurses, aids, and friends. One nurse told me about an aid that cared for my mother as if she were her own. I didn’t need to be told, I could see it for myself. The night before she died I think I prayed harder than I have ever prayed in my life. She left this world and went to be with the Lord on Monday, March 12th, 2007. I believe it was the mercy of the Lord that allowed her to die in her sleep.
See also …
Man Under Authority – I – My mother was dying, and she was not born again. I asked the Lord to give her more time on this earth.
Man Under Authority – III – What I spoke at my mother’s funeral service.