When the time comes, whether I am old and feeble or in some other way ready, let me go. I have had a good life, long or short, it was mine and I cherished it.
I am ready;
When, I no longer want to eat. Please do not give me a feeding tube, let me go.
When I am wracked with pain and don't know who you are. Don't have surgery done on me to keep me alive, let me go. For God's sake do not have my broken bones repaired. Make me comfortable, love me and let me go.
When you see me gaunt in my bed not wanting to live, please, please let me go.
When my earthly journey comes to an end, when my mission here is accomplished, let me go.
A time comes in every life when it is time to go on. Only God has the right to say when.
It is not that I am leaving you. It is simply a sick body I shed.
I'm not dying, simply moving on to the next chapter in my life. Please, please let me go.
I will save a place for you at the table. When you are ready we will be together again, in all our glory and with our Lord.
So please dear children, love me enough to let me go.
2 Corinthians 5:8 “We are confident, yes, well pleased rather to be absent from the body and to be present with the Lord.”