I have been grieving with family as a member moves into hospice. Yesterday, I heard that a former coworker is in hospice with a week to live. This morning I saw something different. The first definition for hospice is a house of shelter or rest for pilgrims, strangers, and comes from the 1818, French hospice "rest house for travelers" and the Latin hospitum "guest house, hospitality." The sense of "home for the aged and terminally ill" is from 1893. And we see where we are today with the medical term.
But let me go back to the place for house of shelter or rest for pilgrim, strangers. I offer that we are all pilgrims journeying through this land. This is not our final place, but a stop on our journey. Celebrate your life and that Holy Spirit guides you though. Celebrate each up and each down. Celebrate that God loves you tremendously and cares for you enormously. Oh celebrate your life. This is your rest on the way to your destination. Love one another. enough for now.