Relieved by My Mom’s Snore

I jumped with a start

There was fear in my heart,

It was early morning

And still quite dark.

 I sat up in my bed

Weird thoughts in my head,

Could it have happened?

The very thing I dread?

Then I heard the sound

Of a person in sleep,

It was my mother’s snoring

Her slumber was deep.

Her snoring was annoying

It could keep you awake,

Hence that was something

That I just could not take.

It was like a death rattle

Like soon she’d be no more

And that thought alone

Scared me to the core.

But on that occasion

It was like music to me,

Mom had not been raptured,

What a welcomed reality!

It was in my late teens

Or perhaps early twenties

And all like back then

The rapture frightened me.

I was afraid it had happened

And I had been left,

I was more afraid of the rapture

Than I was of death.

My mother is a Christian

Of that I am sure,

I knew it had not happened

When I heard her snore.

That’s the teaching I received

As I grew up in the church,

I must prepare for the rapture

Or be left in the lurch.

It is critical we be ready

For some rapture will occur,

We know Jesus will return

Though as to how we differ.

My mother is still alive

But I live with her no more,

Still I remember that early morning

When I was relieved by her snore.

Stewart Russell © October 2018