If you didn't know anything else about Brian, you would need to know that he LOVES to sing. Over the past few days though, the gift that God has given him would be put to its hardest test as he would sing his momma Home.
She loved to hear him sing. Yesterday, in fact, they may have drifted from worship to "Ob-la-di ob-la-da..." Man, she loved the Beatles almost as much as she loved him. 😉
I've spent much of the past few days sitting quietly, watching grief and sorrow wash over some of the people I love most in this world and reflecting. What are the right words? Are there words at all? How do you even begin to honor the person who gave you the greatest gift this life could ever give with mere words?
Sitting in a quiet waiting room this morning, God gave me the words I had been praying for all weekend. The last words she would say to me, "I love you. I'll see you in the morning." There were a few words this morning but those are the last words she whispered in my ear.
There is nothing easy about the death of a loved one. Sights, sounds, and events would flood back to my mind as they were experienced anew and differently. God's grace, mercy and goodness shone through the darkest moments again just as the glitter I dropped out off my pockets would on the floor everywhere our feet went. But those are not my stories to tell either.
What I can tell you is that "No More Night" is one of the greatest songs Brian Foster has ever sung. Its chorus is based on Revelation 21. Revelation 21:22-25 says:
I did not see a temple in the city, because the Lord God Almighty and the Lamb are its temple. The city does not need the sun or the moon to shine on it, for the glory of God gives it light, and the Lamb is its lamp. The nations will walk by its light, and the kings of the earth will bring their splendor into it. On no day will its gates ever be shut, for there will be no night there.
Without either of us knowing, she had stated the simple truth - She will see me in the morning.
I don't know how Heaven time works but I do know that we will see her again soon. One day, we will also close our eyes here and open them as Jesus takes our hand and walks us down the roads that glimmer and shine just exactly like the glitter we would catch glimpses of today.
I pray she knew how much I loved her. How the flowers I'd send to her office on his birthdays were a small token of the gratitude my heart felt. How she gave me her son, like I'm how giving mine away now. How her unselfishness in that would give me four amazing kids that would lead to three more amazing daughters. How I will teach her great grandchildren about how much she loved Jesus one day.
But for tonight, our hearts linger behind our minds a little. We know that there's no pain. There's no night. Only being with Jesus forever.
I'll see you in the morning, mom. It's good.
