Last week I held the hand of another dying man. The second man in four weeks. It was a long month.
An old poster in my closet tells me that “success is a journey, not a destination.” Life is a journey. We’re encouraged to enjoy the trip. Many really don’t fear death. They just dread the last part of the trip.
Some say death is the destination. Others say it’s not a period, just a comma at the beginning of a very long sentence.
Billy Graham said that he’s talked to doctors and nurses who have held the hands of dying people. They say there is as much difference between the death of a Christian and a non-Christian as there is between heaven and hell.
I’m still learning. It’s an interesting education the week before Easter.
Note to self: when near the end, use plenty of hand lotion. It makes for easier hand holding.
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