I mourn.
I relocated a month ago; the first weekend I attended a funeral of a family friend. The following week, another family friend's loss had me at another homegoing service. This week, three deaths, including that of my dear cousin Sylvia in Georgia. In one day, I heard of two of the losses, including Sylvia's death. I was told, "she was tired of living". None of that lessons the feelings of loss. All died in the Lord Jesus; I am glad they are with Him in eternity; today I was shakened by the deep abiding heaviness that occurs when the mind is trying to salvage some meaning to the finality of death. I am so glad that I know Jesus and that The Holy Spirit is comforting me. Never in such a time have I experienced, observed so much loss and grief at the same time.
I am overwhelmed.
I just wrote about the good grief, the kind of loss that you experience when you have made decisions to move to a new town, take a new job and all that. However, as my grief deepens, I have doubted my decisions. I have lost some of my bearings. It is difficult ...so many adjustments at the same time has left me yearning...wondering about my choices...and waiting on God to make a way for me that no one else can do. Only the Lord can make a way out...(thank you Jesus).
And now, I weep while others are weeping just like the Bible tells us to do in Romans 12:15. I also rejoice knowing that they died in Jesus. I mourn knowing that though their body perished, their souls are with The Lord...for all eternity. No more suffering...many suffered in this life and were tired from the suffering. One died of old age. One battled death while fighting by faith cancer and was a great testimony until ....not that she lost the fight or battle, but the Lord in His wisdom, allowed her life and time on this earth to end. One was young...not even 35 years of age. Many wore purple at her funeral to celebrate the fun person she was...we were shouting and praising God. Another, a man who could sing for God was celebrated with song...we praised then too. Thank you Lord for showing me that we can die with victory because of you Jesus. You have conquered death for us. You Jesus, took the final sting out of death.
No more stings. Tears, yes...but the sting of death is defeated...vanquished. I want to die praising the Lord in my life just like these died. But not yet...more work to do with the Lord (not for the Lord, notice the difference).
I am glad. The Holy Spirit has cheered me with Jesus who is Our Victory if we know and have accepted Him as our Savior. He loves me and He loves you. Hallelujah to The Lamb.
I relocated a month ago; the first weekend I attended a funeral of a family friend. The following week, another family friend's loss had me at another homegoing service. This week, three deaths, including that of my dear cousin Sylvia in Georgia. In one day, I heard of two of the losses, including Sylvia's death. I was told, "she was tired of living". None of that lessons the feelings of loss. All died in the Lord Jesus; I am glad they are with Him in eternity; today I was shakened by the deep abiding heaviness that occurs when the mind is trying to salvage some meaning to the finality of death. I am so glad that I know Jesus and that The Holy Spirit is comforting me. Never in such a time have I experienced, observed so much loss and grief at the same time.
I am overwhelmed.
I just wrote about the good grief, the kind of loss that you experience when you have made decisions to move to a new town, take a new job and all that. However, as my grief deepens, I have doubted my decisions. I have lost some of my bearings. It is difficult ...so many adjustments at the same time has left me yearning...wondering about my choices...and waiting on God to make a way for me that no one else can do. Only the Lord can make a way out...(thank you Jesus).
And now, I weep while others are weeping just like the Bible tells us to do in Romans 12:15. I also rejoice knowing that they died in Jesus. I mourn knowing that though their body perished, their souls are with The Lord...for all eternity. No more suffering...many suffered in this life and were tired from the suffering. One died of old age. One battled death while fighting by faith cancer and was a great testimony until ....not that she lost the fight or battle, but the Lord in His wisdom, allowed her life and time on this earth to end. One was young...not even 35 years of age. Many wore purple at her funeral to celebrate the fun person she was...we were shouting and praising God. Another, a man who could sing for God was celebrated with song...we praised then too. Thank you Lord for showing me that we can die with victory because of you Jesus. You have conquered death for us. You Jesus, took the final sting out of death.
No more stings. Tears, yes...but the sting of death is defeated...vanquished. I want to die praising the Lord in my life just like these died. But not yet...more work to do with the Lord (not for the Lord, notice the difference).
I am glad. The Holy Spirit has cheered me with Jesus who is Our Victory if we know and have accepted Him as our Savior. He loves me and He loves you. Hallelujah to The Lamb.
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