Wednesday, May 21
Death and dying
Yesterday I had the experience of literally saving someone's life, part of my job as a nurse, but this experience was far different than others. I don't really know how to describe it. It was the first time in my life that I could feel someone's spirit leaving his body. I wasn't the only one who felt it. There were two other nurses in the room at the time and they both felt it also. I felt his spirit leaving his body and then through what we were doing to him, I felt his spirit go back into his body and watched him breath again and his color return. It was a strangely sorrowful experience. I almost feel guilty from stopping him from going home. But, that is my job. How strange it is that we rejoice when I baby is born and mourn when a person dies. In the grand picture, it should be the opposite. We leave God's presence when we are born and return to his presence when we die. God is the one being who loves us more than we can imagine and will only allow the best for us. What a strange web we weave in believing death is bad. Sorry for being deep, but I had to release these thoughts from my mind.