Wednesday, May 14, 2008
My phone rang @ approximatly 11:20 P.M. last night and it was my big sister, Mary Ellen, she said maybe we should come to hospice because it doesn't look like it'll be long for mama. Rudy roused me from my exaustion indused, medicated sleep, and said "Glenda, we need to go to hospice". This was the phone call I had been trying to avoid. I don't know why, me hearing would not stop Mama's appointment with God, but I didn't want to hear it. I turned over and cried...like a motherless child, I cried out to God...Thank you God for your mercy and grace, thank you for ending her suffering,thank you for YOUR perfect timing, then I realized it's Michaels 25th birthday and I cried some more. I rolled over and got up O Lord I feel bad, my throat hurts, I cant say that without thinking of the pain my mother has suffered for so so long. What a wimp I am. What a trooper she has been.But tonight my throat hurts. I get up and get dressed and we begin our last trip to hospice.
I think we caught every light, then when we got to Beckham and Erwin, here came the police lights...Yes officer we were speeding, but we must go "her mother is dying".Those words were like an out of body experience, it couldn't be true. He had to run Rudy's licence to make sure he wasn't wanted...then we were back on our way.
Finally we got there and ran inside. Meo was crying and Carol was gently telling mama, "its ok Mama you can go, you've been a good Mama, its time" Mama's steady breaths began to get more and more shallow and far apart, so far apart, too far apart. This is the most helpless I have ever been, there was absolutely nothing I could do. Just watch and wait. Then "the govenor" My brother , Buster came in. That made me cry because he has always been Mama and Daddy's baby and he is a man now, and he is crying like a baby. You talk about feeling helpless. He comes in say's his goodbye and walks out never to come back in. He wants to just hang around outside and wait for the angels to come get her. Maybe thats not such a bad idea.
She gasps a few times then the irregular breathing starts again, only with entirely too much time in between each breath. There's no way she can get enough air...she's dying... O Lord help. Wondering which breath will be the last, then it comes and we wait and there is no more. The nurse checks her pulse and yes she is gone. I love you mama, not only did she just die, her cancer just died! Good riddance, it cant torment her anymore.She's got a new body now. Her arm works again now. She's looking for Jesus. Praise God. Thank you Lord for the blessed hope!
Today May 14th 2008 @ 1:05 A.M. Nelda Jack Sommers, Jones, King went to be with the Lord. Today was her appointed day. She was greeted there by her grandson , Adam Wayne Roye, her Mother, Mary Theresa Sommers, her mother-in-law, Sarah Leona Jones, her sisters and brothers who went on before her, and a host of friends including John Garner. What a reunion.
She left behind her husband Fred King. Her children Mary Ellen Jones (John) King, Carol Ann Jones (Bo) Kizziar, Glenda L. Jones (Rudy) Rodriguez, and her only son Preston Allen (Buster) Jones Jr. The father to her children Preston A. Jones Sr.
Grandchildren, Ronnie Holley, Christopher Farnham, Rebekah Holley Talley,Cody Roye,
Matthew Farnham, Michael Farnham, Chad Farnham, Jessica Jones, Sarah Jones, Whitney Rodriguez, Rachel Jones, Emilee Jones, step grandchildren, Jared King, Joselyn, Whitney and Mason Kizziar, Rudy, Ricky, and Jesse Rodriguez and 11 great-grandchildren.
She left behind a host of friends and family and she left an example of how a christian should conduct themselves. I don't know if I'll ever be able to fill her shoes.
2Ti 4:5 But watch thou in all things, endure afflictions, do the work of an evangelist, make full proof of thy ministry.
2Ti 4:6 For I am now ready to be offered, and the time of my departure is at hand.
2Ti 4:7 I have fought a good fight, I have finished [my] course, I have kept the faith:
2Ti 4:8 Henceforth there is laid up for me a crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous judge, shall give me at that day: and not to me only, but unto all them also that love his appearing.
I Love you Mama and I'll see you again.