And They All Said, "Welcome Home..."

Today, Chris' great aunt, Elizabeth Bishop (Aunt Betty to us), went home and met Jesus.

On the drive home from the nursing home, I asked Chris what he thought it will be like to go to Heaven. I personally think a bright, sunny fall day when the air is clean and crisp would be a wonderful time (if you were allowed to see it for a split second as you traveled, of course). Not that there could possibly be a time that wasn't wonderful- but, you know what I mean... I just think a day like today would be especially perfect after being bed-ridden and ill for so long. Then flying off through a sea of twinkling stars, to meet our Savior, face to face. Wow...

Like the song says, I can only imagine what that will be like. Makes one pause, feel wistful, and maybe even a bit homesick.

I just like to think that when she got there, that the Lord, the angels, and her loved ones all opened their arms and said, "Welcome home, Betty, welcome home..."