My job is not to push religion on those in my care, or talk sense into them about how close they may be to the end of life. My job is simply to walk their journey with them, whatever that looks like. My job is to help them find peace; peace with themselves, peace with those they love, and peace with the idea of dying. For David, this meant discovering his faith again and reconnecting with a God he used to know. So when he asked for me to pray for healing, I prayed earnestly and sincerely.

“My job is simply to walk their journey with them”

“He shared his fears with me and expressed his faith”

During my visits, I walked with him in his experience of dying. He talked with me about his life, his family, and his friends. He shared his fears with me and expressed his faith. David continued to request prayers for healing, and I felt honored to offer those prayers on his behalf. We talked about seeing each other again in heaven, and I promised to do a little dance with him when I meet him there. David cried as he said, “Thank you.” One day I was headed to a visit with another patient when I felt a prompting in my spirit to visit David instead. When I arrived, David was still and quiet, barely breathing. verything had already been said and everything had already been prayed for, so I just sat with David in a chair by his bed. As I played music for him on my phone, I realized that he was at peace in his soul, ready to finally let go and make the journey to the heaven he now looked forward to. I had the thought of David practicing his dancing as he took his last breath and slipped away.