Edge of Eternity
Is Death Really The End Of It All?
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I woke up Saturday morning, January 9, 2016, with a giant headache. I had had a long rough night but was finally able to get a few hours of sleep. I must have tried a thousand times to come up with some comforting words during my sleepless hours, but the words wouldn’t come.
God must have seen my broken heart and taken pity on me because a familiar Bible verse came to me when I awoke. It was the Bible verse that one of my church sisters sent me when I lost my first sister. I spent time that morning thinking about all the good times we used to have together, all the good times we would never have together again, and I just wept. I wept long and hard in the arms of the man who loved me with all of his heart.
The time to leave was fast approaching, and like it or not, I had to attend my last sister’s funeral service. We arrived at the church and greeted the long line of people going inside. There were people I knew and people I didn’t know. Inside, the church was full of people. Her coworker’s from the school where she worked were in attendance, and so was the school’s principal. We took a seat on about the fourth row of the center aisle. One of my brothers came up with my mother and sat next to me. I noticed that my oldest brother, who was still in town, did not show up. I filed that away. These were terrible times, and Lord knows I was more than sick of them.
As the service progressed, songs were sung, and various people stood up to speak. It was all just a blur at the time. Then it was my turn. I stood up to take what seemed like the longest walk of my life. All eyes were on me, the baby sister. I glanced over at my sister; she was in the same position I had seen her in the night before. I stood at the podium and looked out at the people.
If I could have had a superpower at that moment, it would have been invisibility because I just wanted to disappear. I wanted to be anywhere but standing there at that time. I stood there, though, silent at first. All eyes were on me waiting for me, the churchgoing, Bible-carrying, always-looking-on-the-bright-side-of-things baby sister, to say some words of profound wisdom that they could reflect on.
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About the Book
Imagine Being Pulled Into a dark and deep web full of pain and grief. Death is seemingly all around you. Imagine having a constant unshakable feeling that you would soon be next. After experiencing devastating losses of the people I loved the most, I had come face to face with one of life’s crossroads. Now, at a turning point after a series of crises, I found myself questioning my faith and asking myself if there was a God. Engaged in a battle against the enemy of humanity, I had to decide if the faith I once proclaimed to have was faith or was I merely proclaiming faith because of what my eyes were able to see and my mind understands. So I put God on trial, to see if He, the omnipotent one, would vindicate Himself.
About the Author
I was always the shyest of my mother’s three daughters, yet somehow, I’ve overcome most of that shyness during the last 11 years. God has been better than good to me because he blessed me with Cash McMahon, an exceptional person who shared 10 ½ of those previous 11 years with me. He grew to become my best friend, my confidant, and my husband. It was his love, his constant encouragement, and his quiet strength that caused me to try things I had not done before. He was that light in my life that God lovingly placed there. So, although I have lost four of the most important people in my life, (both sisters, my mother and my husband), I still have God on my side and in my heart. It is He who sustains me daily. And though my words can never convey the loss that I feel, nor the hope that burns within my heart, God has given me the words within this book to share with others to help ease their pain.