My best friend from 1st grade did that for his mom. I'm pretty much positive it didn't mean anything. But the shit fucker pastor giving the eulogy made s big deal about it. My poor friend looked so uncomfortable. If I were to do it for my mom I'd make sure no one else found out

My mom wouldn't have asked that of me but, yes, I would say what she needed to hear. They are just words...mean nothing to me and everything to her. My love for her far outweighs my tiny discomfort.

It would really depend on so much else, most likely my sister and other family would also be there and would later be angry at me for faking it, as they would find out I hadn't meant it.
I would more likely be willing to do a prayer along the lines of If I'm wrong and you are real please reveal yourself to me. My mom doesn't need to know that my abhorrence of religion would be even stronger if it turned out her god was real.

I would pray but no, I won’t lie again. I did that once.

Yes, I would pray with her. No question.

No.
I wouldn't do that for anyone, for any reason.

No. She was too mean.

She is already gone. She would have never asked that. She gave me respect. I miss her.

I lie to my kid about putting butter on her honey sandwiches because she thinks she doesn't like them when she knows they've got honey on them. The exact same sandwich she thinks she doesn't like if she knows there's butter. But of course, if I leave the butter off, she won't touch those dried, crusty things. So I lie to make life easier for the both of us.

I suppose I could lie to my mom too, if I really felt like that's what she needed on her deathbed. I've even considered attending the local church to spare my daughter from being ostracized quite as much. I've considered rejoining the church in order to attend the local University for my Master's degree. I used to think that sort of thing was wrong but now I'm realizing that lies are a two party thing. If the other party won't accept the truth, sometimes it makes life work better to just lie.

I have done that for loved ones who were dying. I also kept my non-theist beliefs from my father, because I knew it would have hurt him greatly.

Pretending to pray, to comfort someone who is dying, feels weird, but it is no sacrifice.

My mother was on her death bed 4 months ago. I was with her at the end. She was not conscious, so your hypothetical didn't quite apply. But I was asked to be involved in a Catholic family ritual before the end. I said no, due to my convictions. My mother knew my views on religion and that appalling church. She respected that. No need to pretend otherwise at the end. Was it easy to say no? No, but I did not waver. Keeping your convictions in tough times is when it truly matters.

My Mother a strong willed and beautiful woman in every sense would never try to manipulate me in that fashion, or anyone else for that matter.

No.

I would most likely go through the motions but it would only be a symbolic gesture.

Yes o would! To make her happy on the last moment!