A close friend died about 2 weeks ago. He was a man I looked up to dearly and often admired. More often than not I wished he was my dad. He was an all around awesome guy.
He had been "dying" for 2 years... diabetes, failing organs, heartattacks, and strokes... yet recently he seemed like he was doing better.
He was also a christian, and often made it clear to me that he was prepared to die. He looked forward to meeting God and finding out what is beyond this life.
I was going to email him the day he died. He had been on my mind a lot that day. Later that day I found out he died that morning in his sleep, I suddenly learned what it meant to be "heavy hearted".
Okay, now to the point of this post.
In my limited experiences of death, espically those dying terminally it seems as if they suddenly get better for a short period of time. My grandmother came out of a coma for a week, wished everyone good bye and died, a friend's father with a similar experience, and my friend was well enough to visit with me and talk.
My mom contends this happens a lot. I don't know if this is really a christian question, but I do wonder if this happens often, have you ever experienced it?
It is important to me because it seems to show to me some humanity in death... a brief period of some sort of intervention.
He had been "dying" for 2 years... diabetes, failing organs, heartattacks, and strokes... yet recently he seemed like he was doing better.
He was also a christian, and often made it clear to me that he was prepared to die. He looked forward to meeting God and finding out what is beyond this life.
I was going to email him the day he died. He had been on my mind a lot that day. Later that day I found out he died that morning in his sleep, I suddenly learned what it meant to be "heavy hearted".
Okay, now to the point of this post.
In my limited experiences of death, espically those dying terminally it seems as if they suddenly get better for a short period of time. My grandmother came out of a coma for a week, wished everyone good bye and died, a friend's father with a similar experience, and my friend was well enough to visit with me and talk.
My mom contends this happens a lot. I don't know if this is really a christian question, but I do wonder if this happens often, have you ever experienced it?
It is important to me because it seems to show to me some humanity in death... a brief period of some sort of intervention.