Everyday life - another moment

It was a cold in McCloud at the "Loving Tender Care" unit. I believe it was in November.
The Hospice room was still occupied with the lady who came in September. Her death sentence from this life was only a few days and yet we were going on months here... her family forever by her side. The family had asked that staff and visitors not come... she had wanted to go on this journey with just those very close to her. Staff was very respectful and nursing just went in when they had to. Our Department did not need to go in at all. Once in awhile you would get a glimpse of her husband and you could give him a smile to help his day... that was really the only way I could help. One day while gathering down the hall (there is a hospice room there) - something happened that I will never forget and yet it is hard to write so that you can fully understand the beauty of everyday life that is offered to us.


There was music coming from somewhere. I thought they must have a CD player on in one of the rooms and went to find out what they were listening to. I discovered it was coming from the Hospice room and we weren't to go in there. I just casually looked in and listened at the same time. Standing at the foot of the Hospice bed was a man playing the violin. I knew the man and have heard him play before. He is wonderful, and yet this music was like something I have never heard before. If you could capture everything beautiful into time - you would have the moment I am talking about. I stood there and witnessed the true miracle of people coming together for the sake of another. The music he played on his violin was the balm of Jesus flowing through out that whole place. There was no pain, no sorrow, no worries, just heavens sunshine filling every space there was! Oh how I thank the Lord for these moments.

The next week I was able to talk to the husband who was in the commons room. I told him I had gotten the privilege to listen to some of the music last week. He then proceeded to tell me the most beautiful story. He told me that John had played at his wedding. John was about a 14 year old boy at the time. Trying to think of how he could make this day special he had called him to see if he could come and play some music for his wife. He wasn't sure John was in the area (he hadn't actually seen them sense the wedding) but he looked up his number and did indeed call him. No answer, so he put a message on the machine.

John just happened to be stopping by the house to finish up business before leaving that night on to Florida for the winter. When he listened to the message he called, and explained that he would be in shortly - he was leaving but he would be happy to come and play for them. John says: Violens have a sound similar to the human voice. Violin sounds bring joy, comfort and excitement. They have been called magical because of the things that happen to people when they hear the sounds.


Can you imagine? All the things that had to come together for this to happen? Can you feel that someone else was in charge? Even in our time of dying the Lord offers us comfort and hope through other people. You never know when you will be at Heavens door right here on earth. Helping someone be ushered through it! What a privilege I have been given. Thank - you Jesus for these moments!

(The names and dates have been changed, These stories are true only in my mind)