The Blogger’s Mother loved Queen Elizabeth and as a young boy growing up near Buckingham Palace. I often wondered why my mother continually told me that she was the same age as Her Majesty and I would think ok, so what. The fact was we were not as rich as the Queen and in my young mind my mother worked for an Oil Company unlike Her Majesty whose life seemed much easier. How wrong I was.
When my mother died some 18 years ago I slightly resented that she was gone and the Queen seemed to live forever. My mother had cancer , the Queen always healthy. When my mother slipped into coma over the weekend at a Surrey Hospital we gathered around her bed. On Sunday afternoon she with arms opened a sudden wonderful smile on her face raised her back and died. It was as though the Angels had come to bring her home. The rain had been torrential and as she passed a wonderful rainbow appeared.
As I grew up and matured I began to see the Queen as a mother. She prayed daily and loved The Lord as my mother did. She faced problems with her children just like my mother had and she worked ever so hard all her life. Despite her great wealth what good was it when trouble arrives at the door ? When life threatening health issues arrive can money heal ? In my mind both Mothers shared their common roles not only as Mothers but as humans born , given life and a time to live in its vapour.
The day Her Majesty died there was the same torrential rain and another great rainbow appeared in the sky as she passed away. God again had sent the rains like heaven weeping and then the rainbow as His sign of assurance that all was well and He was in control taking care of the situation and bringing eternal peace.
I wondered for the moment if my Mother was lining up to greet The Queen along with other Mothers and that they could look back together now and see life’s significance , it’s short term , the children and the legacy left.As King Charles yesterday spoke of Angels accompanying his Mother with song to her eternal rest I wondered had he seen them come for his Mother as I had years earlier.
Her love of The Lord, her devotion to her children to do whatever she could to help them and feel the pain and joys in her sight made her Mother. The rainbow sent, God’s promise of suffering no more and into His arms our Queen has gone. It was when the earth flooded we saw the rainbow after the faith of Noah built his Ark and survived to live on eternally. In turn we see how the faith of these Mothers took them home in the Arks of their belief , steered by the rudder of faith accompanied by the Angels that carry
There is nothing like a Mother’s love and no greater cheerleader and we will always miss them in our lives. Through faith we are assured to meet again as we wait for that chariot Ark to take us home , Angels carrying into the loving arms of the eternal Father and the life to come.
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Thank you for these wise words. The passing of the Queen has also brought back the great loss of my mother just over two years ago and how much I continue to miss her. Like your mother she was a huge admirer of the Queen and a big believer in the same faith. And although I am not a believer I can see how such a belief can provide an enormous sense of certainty and comfort in the face of loss and death. And yet, whilst I acknowledge the benefit this brings to others of faith, I find for myself that I prefer the deep freedom of living more fully in the moment and not needing to know what might happen after death.
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