No more sleep for Lola

We’ve finally laid our Lola’s body in her final resting place at Manila Memorial Park several hours ago. The past few days have been busy for me and the rest of the family—talking to insurance and funeral home people, entertaining guests, making sure we have enough food to serve, among many other things. Now the stress is finally hitting my body hard. I have run out of adrenaline. I have aches all over. My body is crying out for sleep, more sleep!

My Grandma, on the other hand, needs no more sleep. During the last months of her life, most of her time was spent in bed, with her eyes closed. I seldom caught her awake (and the rare times she was, she wasn’t lucid enough to engage in conversations. Alzheimer’s.).  Even before she died, it has been a while since I last had a lengthy and meaningful talk with her. But it’s not yet too late. At least not in the light of eternity.

She is now in an infinitely better place where she’s on her feet, in the company of angels and those who have gone before us who have trusted the Lord as their Savior. There, she will experience no more pain, no more tears and will forever be enthralled by the love and glory of God whose Son Jesus Christ made it possible for her, and for everyone else who will be humble enough to admit their sinfulness, to be where she is now: Heaven.

 Let me end this post by shifting the spotlight on Him who needs no spotlight to highlight His awesomeness.

Thank You, Lord, for the hope and reality of a glorious life to come. Thank You that this—this life here on Earth—is not IT yet. What happiness we taste here now is bland compared to the sweet and lingering joy of being with You forever.

 Jesus said to her, “I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in me will live, even though he dies; and whoever lives and believes in me will never die. Do you believe this?”

                                                                                                      John 11:25-26