Death was something I was taught to covet, even as a little girl.

It was the other side of things. It was the eternal comfort — the eternal Home. We longed for it. Like crazy.

Those of us in the meeting.

The meeting room in Grand Rapids, Michigan, where my mom grew up with her eight siblings

The meeting’s roots go back to England in the 1830’s, when John Darby, a member of the Anglican church, left the church to start his own special group of believers. This group was…