Mum's Final Days

 My family and I have been worried about the state of my mother's soul.  Will she join our Heavenly Redeemer or not.  I have been exposed to a lot of theology around this subject.  I'm not one who believes in "Once save, always Saved." But neither am I inclined to quickly condemn anyone to hell based on what I have seen or heard them say.  God is a merciful God and only He can know the state of her salvation.   I know that my mother was raised in the Church of England, and if it's services are anything like Catholic services, the message of Salvation is repeated again and again.  I know that she made a "death-bed" confession to one of my nieces, but I have seen little since then to be convinced that it took.  But who can know the state of one's heart? I know that my sister-in-law along with one of her daughters pressed her for a confession of faith recently without success. Now my theology makes room for a God's whose ways are not the ways of...

  Every day seems to bring new adventures with mum.  Last night she kept AnnMarie up until 4:00 AM and then shortly after I got up and tended to her needs while I got ready for church.  There were a lot of interruptions. Mostly wanting drinks then tea and then changing her mind.  I didn’t have too much to do.  I had recorded my sermon and posted it on Youtube and FaceBook.  But then the Windows laptop decided that it didn’t want to wake up after putting the screen to black.  So a rude exit followed by a hard reboot got me back up and running. Fortunately I have a small Chromebook notebook that I was able to finish reformatting my message for Chrome after writing it in Powerpoint.  Part of this has to do with the format I need for the recording format I use with the streaming software.  Then for Sunday I can use the full screen for my presentation.  But I digress. So after all the errands for mum, I was able to have a bit of breakfast and...