Lost my father this fall, so small but distant family not coming home this year.
My longtime ladyfriend is staying at her elderly parents, as they just started hospice for her father who is losing the fight to a fast growing cancer.
Will go see the young granddaughters tomorrow.
I actually enjoy the absolute peace and quiet of the evening
I noticed that several here tonight have lost spouses and parents this year. Big hugs of comfort to those who are grieving. Some losses are harder than others, some you get over easier than others, and some you simply never get over, but you’re stuck learning how to live WITH it. Even divorce can be a loss that’s grieved.
And sometimes that hoped for family that hasn’t happened yet, is grieved. Between now, and the time it happens, your time is totally free to serve God in whichever way he asks. You never know if that future spouse might be doing the same, and your paths just might cross!
Now that I’m old, and have lost so many, I look forward to the day when I can see them all, again. I just know that my best friend throughout my life, and who died on my birthday, will be the first voice I hear when I cross over. I can here her now, can see her in my mind’s eye jumping up and down at the gates as she shouts out..”Here she comes, everyone, she’s coming!
But the first one I want to hug, will be my King, for all he’s done, and is doing. And then, it will be a massive group hug for everyone else, with floods of tears, of joy that they were preserved by my King.
Hope is a precious thing as is the peace between us, and the All Mighty Creator God, who gave his only begotten son, so that none may perish. That’s a mighty gift of love planned for us before we were ever even conceived.
It’s no wonder the Angels broke out in song and pronouncements at the arrival of that New Born King, so much so, that the lowliest of men were able to witness such a thing as the heavens opening on earth.
Blessings to all, and to all, a good night.