Eyes Have Not Seen
Advent is always a special time for me. The spirit of this season, expressed through the scriptures, deepens my sense of hope and living fully the present moment. For about a year now I have been practicing mindfulness. For me Advent is a call to live mindfully as we are encouraged to “Wake up!” It is a time of hopeful waiting.
This past Wednesday, I received a call from my brother that Dad was not doing well. I live in the Chicago area and Dad lives in the Minneapolis area. Dad is 98 and living in assisted living with Hospice care. Naturally, I thought this was his special time for passing into life after life to join Mom and three of my siblings and many other loved ones.
That night I had a dream that had a significant message. In the dream I remember singing “Eye has not seen, ear has not heard what God has ready for those who love him.” When I awoke the message in my heart was “Dad is experiencing a very important waiting and we cannot even imagine how magnificent it will be.”
Needless to say I travelled Thursday and arrived to be a part of his journey home. Many family members came to say “good bye, I love you.” About 8 p.m. on December 3 Dad’s waiting ended. The door to his new home opened and he peacefully walked into eternal life, welcomed by many loved ones.
This Advent will always be remembered. My heart is filled with both gratitude and sorrow. I have no doubt that Dad is realizing the grandeur of new life.
What is stirring in your heart this Advent?
Mary Therese Johnson, OP