My mother, Evelyn Marie Lundberg Lindquist, died at 11:05 PM on Friday, January 2, 2009, at the age of 82. She passed away in the house that she and my father had built almost 60 years ago in Erie, Pennsylvania. It belongs to my brother Paul now, but he and his wife Barb were taking care of mom in her last years. I was privileged to be holding her hand when she took her last breath.
Dad died some ten years ago, and now it was mom's turn. About 12 years ago, she had been diagnosed with Parkinson's Disease, and it was that that finally took her. But she gave that illness a good run for its money. She didn't give up easily but gave life her best shot until the very last. Six months ago, she still offered to play the organ/piano at church, even when that was probably not really possible.
My mom was a real Christian, in thought, word, and deed. No nominal, fair-weather faith here. She and Dad were pillars of their church in every way. But they also lived their faith every day in every way. They believed in God's power, promises and everlasting, never-ending love. And they demonstrated their faith through a life of loving and humble service.
My brothers--Arne and Paul--and I are grateful for all that she did for us. The Lord has given and the Lord has taken away. Blessed be the name of the Lord.