Have you ever had one of those weeks that you simply cannot put into words? No matter how many times you try, the words are just below the surface, trying to make their presence known.
That’s how I have felt all week, going to a funeral for someone young will do that to you. It’s a sad day when someone young passes from this earth.
I have often said death is not permanent, it is a see you later, but while we are left here on earth, it feels like an eternity until we see our loved ones again.
I went to a funeral for a 22 year old young man this week, my daughter-in-law’s brother. My oldest son’s wife, not the youngest son’s wife, she lost her brother to cystic fibrosis, a horrible disease that has no cure.
My heart breaks for her, I cannot imagine what she is going through, while it is true I have had a lot of loss in my life, I have not had a loved one that was born with something that would shorten their life.
The funeral was very well done and showed he packed a lot of living in his lifetime. I didn’t know him, I had met him a few times at family functions. But I didn’t know him, his family and friends gave a windows view into his life.
He was actively involved with his family and with his church, he was certain that God had a plan for his life and would find a way to use him.
I hope they all take comfort in knowing that he used his short life here on earth to forge an eternity in heaven.
I don’t really have anything more to say, I have now been to two funerals for young men in the past 4 months. Both young men had a firm belief in God and had a strong family bond.
Both funerals were well done and a proper send off to an eternal life. I am trying to make sense of a senseless world, one that is equalizing to both young and old, rich and poor. Death, that is the great equalizer, we cannot outrun it, it comes for us unbidden, the majority of the time, and for the majority, unwelcome.
My mother was ready to go home, I know my grandmother was not, she fought death with everything she had and she was 98.
I don’t know if I will be ready when the time comes for me to go home, I know I will be prepared.
Prepared to meet my Lord and Savior, prepared to be reunited with my parents, son, brother, grandparents and aunts and uncles and cousins. Until that time comes I shall enjoy my life here, with my children, granddaughter, bonus grandchildren, daughters in law, other family and friends.
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