Wednesday, March 04, 2009


*Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.*
Matthew 5:4
Sometimes I don't feel blessed in my mourning... sometimes the sadness washes over me and I cannot rely on my feelings for strength. I need Truth.

The Truth is that God is a Refuge, a Rock, a Constant in the sea waves of life. Whenever I find myself losing control of my emotions I remind myself that God is the Master of all things including my emotions and especially the circumstances that make my emotions tipsy turvy.

Psalm 62:5-8
*Find rest, O my soul, in God alone; my hope comes from him.
He alone is my rock and my salvation;
he is my fortress, I will not be shaken.
My salvation and my honor depend on God;
he is my mighty rock, my refuge.
Trust in him at all times,
O people; pour out your hearts to him, for God is our refuge.

My Grandpa will not live on this earth much longer. His journey appears to be drawing to an end... but this I know, and in this I take comfort, that his journey will go on. What we think is night drawing near, I now see is not the sunset but the sunrise that will greet my Grandfather. I only wish I could hold his hand as he takes this next journey. But I know that he and many other loved ones will greet me there.

I know to be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord.