THE FUNERAL IS OVER as you read this. But not as I’m writing it.
I’m out the door in a few hours, to attend the funeral halfway across the country.
You can read the early report on the death, which I posted on Wednesday: Goodbye Uncle Henry.
For the moment, what I’d like is some consolation from God.
He’ll come through the Spirit, I’m certain – when I quiet down and stop rushing about.
He’ll come through the kindness of family and friends, too, I’m sure.
But for now, as I prepare for this sad journey, I could use some spiritual First Aid.
- Is anyone crying for help? God is listening,
ready to rescue you.
If your heart is broken, you’ll find God right there.
Psalm 34:17-18- The Lord is my shepherd.
He gives me everything I need….
Even though I walk
through the darkest valley,
I will not be afraid.
You are with me.
Psalm 23:1, 4- Give all your worries and cares to God, for he cares about you.
1 Peter 5:7
I find these words reassuring and helpful. But they are not enough.
The Word became Flesh for a reason. We need to see God. If not in Person, in the flesh of others who speak his words and express his mercy.
I expect to find him among my family.
Condolences from a cousin-in-law, Steve. I’ve been losing folks in my family recently. My dad had several siblings. They have been pillars in the faith to me. Each loss leaves a void that’s difficult to fill. Some are still on this side of eternity, for which I am thankful.
Both of my parents are gone, but Jeff’s parents are still with us. Jeff tries to visit them by phone, email, and in person, every chance he gets.
God bless you.
Thanks Debbie. The funeral was like a family reunion.