January 28th, 2016

What do we do when death knocks at our door?

Death and taxes, two things inevitable if we live in this mighty nation, right? Well I say wrong! 
Death leaves an emptiness that can be quite unbearable and with pain that can crush us to the very depths of our soul. But Jesus tells us....
John 14:2-3
2 My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you? 3 And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am.
Death is not the end for us as Christians my friend! Jesus made a way, when He said it is done!!!!!! 
Isaiah 35:5-6 also tells us.. 5 Then the eyes of the blind shall be opened,
and the ears of the deaf unstopped; 6 then shall the lame man leap like a deer,
and the tongue of the mute sing for joy. For waters break forth in the wilderness,
and streams in the desert.

Think of all those that may suffer here on this earth but once we reach our final destination, God restores and glorifies our bodies. 
No more pain, no more sorrow, no more burdens to bear....what a day that will be! 
Yes, earthly death is heartbreaking to those left behind. We long to hear a voice, to feel a touch, to see a face for the person we have lost. A chance to say things we may wish we would have said while they were still here. 
For any of you who might be going thru this right now, I lift you up to our Heavenly Father. He is truly the mender of broken hearts. 
Psalm 34:18 The LORD is close to the brokenhearted; he rescues those whose spirits are crushed. 
He can comfort you, if you let Him. I'm not saying that it will be easy, I'm saying that God can make it bearable. 
There's not a day that goes by that I don't long to sit in my granny's lap and tell her just how much I love her, to hear her laugh or sing us the "donkey song" in which she would pop out her dentures. It's been 18 years since I saw her. There are so many thoughts of my brother and how I would love to hear his voice, see him with his new grand-baby or demand he take me on a fishing trip. It's been 6 years since he went home. And even with my biological father, I wish I had the chance to tell him, I forgive you. It's been 14 years since he left as well. 
But what I do have is HOPE. For I know that I get to see my grandmother and brother again. And I even have hope that Tommy might be there too. 
So even though I miss them, I know that they are rejoicing with our Father and waiting patiently for my arrival. 
We already know heaven doesn't run on a clock; time as we know it is almost irrelevant in heaven. 
This earthly life is just a small portion of our existence. There will be a great reunion like never before! I pray you all have this same Hope, and that it brings comfort and peace in knowing God made a way so that our goodbyes are not forever ❤️