Hi, Hon,
It's Sunday, the 14th of October 2012; Brandon, Sheryl and I just got back from Atlanta where the Zoe Conference was held.
I can't believe it's been 21 years since that last night at Hendrick Hospital 5th floor where you died surrounded by us and many other loved ones.
You would have been so proud of Brandon this weekend leading Zoe, praying very mature and deep prayers to God as he led the conference in worship. I burst my buttons every time I watch him and Sheryl so ably and spiritually bring others to the throne of God. I am so, so sorry you did not get to know Sheryl. You would have adored her and she you. And I know those three little red-heads do love and adore you, even though they have never seen you--Brandon has done such a fine job introducing you to them as their Poppy.
21 years does not mean our loneliness for you has diminished--and it is not just on this day that we think about you. You are always with me, and I know that Brandon thinks of you every day--we just wish you were still here in the flesh. There are always so many things that come up to talk to you about; and so many things I wish I had said when you were still here--well, one day soon--
I miss you deeply tonight.
Sunday, October 14, 2012
Saturday, October 06, 2012
Ponderings
It seems that at my age, ponderings come so often; as I look back and forward.
Today, I am pondering the early death of a friend at Otter Creek--Diana Reed. At 56, she was alive with energy, laughter, and service. Yet now, she is in heaven basking in the love of God and his reward for loyalty.
Those of us who are left are asking why, why, why and shaking our heads in disbelief at the happenings of the last week. I came a long time ago to the reality check that I would never know why such things happen; I can only believe in the goodness of God and in his work in our lives. That, however, does not mean that I cannot yell, scream and cry as David did.
God, please bless Wayne and the boys in this sad time and give us all eyes to see that we need to cherish those around us that we love because life is so short.
Today, I am pondering the early death of a friend at Otter Creek--Diana Reed. At 56, she was alive with energy, laughter, and service. Yet now, she is in heaven basking in the love of God and his reward for loyalty.
Those of us who are left are asking why, why, why and shaking our heads in disbelief at the happenings of the last week. I came a long time ago to the reality check that I would never know why such things happen; I can only believe in the goodness of God and in his work in our lives. That, however, does not mean that I cannot yell, scream and cry as David did.
God, please bless Wayne and the boys in this sad time and give us all eyes to see that we need to cherish those around us that we love because life is so short.
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