Today my parents were remembering their beloved music teacher when they were young. They attended a Catholic school and the teacher was a nun. She was basically responsible for nurturing, encouraging, and improving my mother’s natural musical talent, as well as many others who crossed her path. My mom said when the woman passed away, she heard from the Mother who was the head of the convent. She said that my mom’s teacher would visit the chapel every day at a certain time and just sit with the Lord. One day when she was sitting there, the Lord took her home. We all got teary eyed. But what a beautiful image.
I Found God today in a beautiful image of death for a faithful woman.