Ramblings from the Cove...
By Lars Gren
In the early years of our marriage, I came up from my basement office one morning to discuss a bit with Elisabeth. I opened with, “I have a thought,” and her response broke us both up as she instantly replied, “Well hold on to it, it’s in a strange place.” As I think of that now, how nice it would be if I could come in and have Elisabeth reply a bit to one of my “off base” remarks; but such is now a thing of the past, for Monday June 15th brought on the worst of times and yet the sweetest of days for Elisabeth.
Kea and I were with her at 1am when she suffered what appeared to be a massive stroke, and it was evident after this that her time with us was drawing to a close. Over the next 5 hours, Kea, Anna and I continued reading and comforting Elisabeth with our hands, songs and prayers, with Valerie on speaker phone with us for some of the time; granddaughter Elisabeth rang from England and sang to her as well. More than once, Elisabeth had told me if I ever came in and found her on the floor not to call 911, but just wait. Valerie and I agreed to follow this, and I also spoke to our doctor who confirmed this decision and told us how it would go. It was as he said, and nearing the end there was a quickening to the weakening breath. At some point I had read aloud a poem Elisabeth used to often quote, “In Heavenly Love Abiding”, and as her breathing grew quieter I read it a second time. As I read the final line, Elisabeth opened her blue eyes once more, then closed them and with a slight smile became very still. I placed my hand on her lips, then checked for a pulse and said, “I believe she has left us,” and for the moment it was the sweetest of times at 6:15 am on Monday the 15th.
How strange that yesterday evening, on the 1st of July, I happened to pull out a Bible of mine that had been on the living room bookcase for I don’t know how many years, for I had not been using that particular one. I pulled it out and took it back to the bed with me, and glanced through some of the notes and papers I had inserted in some pages, and all of a sudden I found a note that said, “For my dearest, April 24th 1995- This is what we count on! With love, Elisabeth” and following that was a cross juxtaposed over a heart. I turned it over, and she had typed out this very poem that the Lord had brought to mind on the 15th of June, 2014:
In heavenly love abiding, no change my heart shall fear.
And safe in such confiding, for nothing changes here.
The storm may roar without me, my heart may low be laid,
But God is round about me, and can I be dismayed?
Wherever He may guide me, no want shall turn me back.
My Shepherd is beside me, and nothing can I lack.
His wisdom ever waking, His sight is never dim.
He knows the way He’s taking, and I will walk with Him.
Green pastures are before me, which yet I have not seen.
Bright skies will soon be over me, where darkest clouds have been.
My hope I cannot measure, my path to life is free.
My Savior has my treasure, and He will walk with me.
Anna L. Waring
This photograph is a favorite of the #3 man, and it is very true that these last years have been very good years. Thank you for all your kind notes, cards, and phone calls.
God bless y’all and, for now, that’s it from The Cove,