Writes Nana of the North: "I worked at a nursing home many,  many years ago.  
"There was a patient who was soon to be 100 years old and was completely  bedridden. Every day and night, when she was awake, she would chant: 'Oh,  Jesus...Oh, Jesus...Oh, Jesus.'  
"One day, I was walking down the hall by her room and heard nothing from her.  I knew she was awake, because she had just been bathed and made comfortable for  the day. I stood by the door and listened and heard nothing. My first thought  was that she had passed away.  
"I immediately went into her room and went to her bed. She lay there just  looking out the window, not saying a thing. I asked her if she was feeling all  right, and she nodded her head yes. I then asked her why she wasn't calling for  Jesus.  
"She looked me straight in my eyes and said: 'Jesus came to me last night and  told me to shut my mouth and wait my turn.'  
"She never chanted again and passed away one week later."
God, Grace, and Horses
4 years ago
 
