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RELIGION COLUMN

Going home to Jesus is greatest miracle of all

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By D. Clay Perkins
Columnist

Saturday, May 20, 2017

“Do not let your hearts be troubled. You believe in God; believe also in me. My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back for you and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am. You know the way to the place where I am going.” — John 14:1-4 (The Bible, New International Version)

Years ago my life was interrupted by a miracle. It was the going home of a saint, my mother. She experienced the greatest miracle of all, going home. Now I look forward to seeing her at the house, a phrase she often said. “See you at the house.” See you at the house. I can still hear my mother’s voice.

Miracles always come through the doorway of pain. Her death was sudden and unexpected. She left this home in the arms of the man she eloped with almost 55 years earlier. Dad says he knew when her spirit left for home. I am sure he did. In retrospect, I believe she had been preparing her husband and her children for years. She knew her time to go home was near.

The miracle is I can still hear her voice, “See you at the house.”

Miracles and pain go together. What a paradox! I know she’s home, but the pain is still present, deep and strong. How could one who ministers to those in need have been so blind to the depth of the pain? How could I have been so clueless about how much it hurts to experience a miracle? I had no concept of what people experience when they say “goodbye for now” to someone they love.

The miracle is I can still hear her voice. “See you at the house.”

Miracles and priorities go together. What direction can come from pain? It was extraordinary to listen to her grandchildren as the family gathered to grieve and say goodbye. I heard them read their poems of respect and love for someone who taught them so much by simply living her life in Jesus before them. I saw her grandsons carry the coffin holding her shell. Death has a way of refocusing priorities. What a miracle.

Family. Faith. Love. Creating memories. These became new and fresh priorities. A new commitment. A recommitment. The living out of your faith in your family. Loving your spouse. Loving your children. Another paradox – death reminds us to live!

The miracle is I can still hear her voice. “See you at the house.”

Oh, the joy of being in Jesus. Oh, the joy of knowing that Mom is home, waiting for us along with the loved ones who had been waiting for her.

Oh, the joy of knowing that life goes on for now, dancing the dance of life as we love and are loved, as we know Christ and share Christ.

Oh, the joy of going home to Jesus, perhaps the greatest miracle of all.

I’ll see you at the house, Mom.

Stay focused.

D. Clay Perkins is president of Mid-Atlantic Christian University.

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