She was in her seventies and having a few health problems. The doctors had been doing tests and wanted to do surgery. Our family decided to meet at her home the evening before the surgery and take her out to eat as a special treat. She would have nothing to do with it because she wanted to fix a meal for us and did not want any help. What a meal, all the favorite dishes our family enjoyed, but that would be the last meal we had together with her. Early the next morning she went into surgery and had a cardiac arrest and was revived but only lived a few more days before she went to be with the Lord. That event reminded me of something in the Bible. It was the Passover meal Jesus had with His disciples before he was crucified. They had no idea that this would be their last meal with Him, (Luke 22:15&16, John 13:1). The Passover was a celebration by the Jewish Nation for their miraculous deliverance by God from slavery in Egypt centuries before. A lamb was killed and the blood was smeared above and on the sides of the doorway. The lamb’s blood delivered them just as the blood of Christ delivers us today, (1 Corinthians 5:7, Hebrews 9:22). Remember it is by His blood and His stripes that we are healed, (John 1:29, 1 Peter 2:24). See you in Church next Sunday.