Sadly, some elderly nursing-home residents spend their last days waiting for what they think is the worst. They’ve lost their parents, spouses, siblings, and friends, and now they are just waiting for their own deaths – too often with dread.
The good news is we can occasionally help.
For instance, the problem is sometimes (and increasingly) plain old unbelief.
“I don’t buy any of that heaven stuff anymore,” a new resident told me, with great sadness, a couple of weeks ago. “When we die, we cease to exist and there’s nothing we can do about it.”
She’s a reader, so I gave her a copy of Heaven Without Her and she promised to read it. It’s my prayer, of course, that she will be pointed towards the narrow gate (Matthew 7) by the evidence it presents for the truth of Christianity -- or at least come to see that eternity is worthy of both consideration and investigation.
Sometimes end-of-life fears are the result of unbiblical theology.
Not all that long ago I found a 100-year-old woman sobbing in her room. “I’m afraid of dying,” she confessed through her tears. “I’m so afraid of Purgatory!” I gently showed her from scripture that if she repented and trusted in Christ, she could count on being “absent from the body, present with the Lord” (2 Corinthians 5). Did these truths relieve her fears? It seemed so at the time; but she suffered a massive stroke and died soon after our discussion, so I won’t know until I get There myself.
Occasionally even the faith-filled elderly fear death -- not its reality but its mechanics, in particular the prospect of pain.
Fortunately, we really don’t have to deal with overwhelming pain anymore, thanks to modern pharmaceuticals. In two decades of hanging out at “my” nursing home, I’ve only seen two people suffer greatly, in both cases because they refused medication to relieve it.
But even when that relief is incomplete, it’s possible for the dying to rest in the knowledge that God is at work in and through them, and that eternal bliss is just beyond the horizon.
I’ve seen this attitude time and time again in Spirit-filled Christians. What a blessing and encouragement it is to spend time with those who are waiting patiently not for the other shoe to drop, but for joy forevermore!
The good news is we can occasionally help.
For instance, the problem is sometimes (and increasingly) plain old unbelief.
“I don’t buy any of that heaven stuff anymore,” a new resident told me, with great sadness, a couple of weeks ago. “When we die, we cease to exist and there’s nothing we can do about it.”
She’s a reader, so I gave her a copy of Heaven Without Her and she promised to read it. It’s my prayer, of course, that she will be pointed towards the narrow gate (Matthew 7) by the evidence it presents for the truth of Christianity -- or at least come to see that eternity is worthy of both consideration and investigation.
Sometimes end-of-life fears are the result of unbiblical theology.
Not all that long ago I found a 100-year-old woman sobbing in her room. “I’m afraid of dying,” she confessed through her tears. “I’m so afraid of Purgatory!” I gently showed her from scripture that if she repented and trusted in Christ, she could count on being “absent from the body, present with the Lord” (2 Corinthians 5). Did these truths relieve her fears? It seemed so at the time; but she suffered a massive stroke and died soon after our discussion, so I won’t know until I get There myself.
Occasionally even the faith-filled elderly fear death -- not its reality but its mechanics, in particular the prospect of pain.
Fortunately, we really don’t have to deal with overwhelming pain anymore, thanks to modern pharmaceuticals. In two decades of hanging out at “my” nursing home, I’ve only seen two people suffer greatly, in both cases because they refused medication to relieve it.
But even when that relief is incomplete, it’s possible for the dying to rest in the knowledge that God is at work in and through them, and that eternal bliss is just beyond the horizon.
I’ve seen this attitude time and time again in Spirit-filled Christians. What a blessing and encouragement it is to spend time with those who are waiting patiently not for the other shoe to drop, but for joy forevermore!
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