You would think that an 89-year-old woman, who had remarried and moved to Arizona for 22 years and then come back to spend a few years in assisted living and/or nursing home wouldn’t generate much interest.  But the visiting lines for my mother-in-law at the funeral home were very long-and without too much sorrow.

One of the reasons is that she had four children, and they are all believers in Christ.  Five churches were heavily represented last night:  her own, and those of each of her children.  Add a lot of Christian relatives in there, and you have quite a gathering of saints-maybe a glimpse of what heaven will be like.

This morning my hand still smells of other folks’ perfume; perhaps that is a taste of heaven too.

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