With Thursday and Friday being the 9th and 10th of the month, I thought I was now passed the idea of being upset over Gordon's dying, at least until next month. As I've mentioned in the past, I seem to go through the pain, repeatedly every month.
Well, I did sleep better Friday night, but I had set my alarm for early Saturday morning, to make sure I didn't sleep too late. I had a funeral to attend.
It wasn't scheduled early, but visitation was due to begin at 10:00 a.m. and I had much to do prior to attending.
One of my real life acquaintances from my past, became a true friend after becoming friends with me on Facebook when I first began using it a couple of years ago. Unfortunately, it was her boyfriend who died.
He was apparently a diabetic, who had been working on his boat at the marina where it was docked, about a week and a half ago. He began having symptoms that resembled his sugar level dropping, so like any good diabetic would do, he went and had some lunch.
Feeling once again normal, he returned to his boat to continue working. That was the last time he was seen.
When it was noticed that something was wrong, the sail of his boat was partially in the water and the boat was drifting away from the dock. It was presumed that he fell overboard and drowned. Even though the water was searched, it took several days for his body to surface.
It was determined that he must have hit his head, possibly by the sail that had been found in the water. In any case, he died, was cremated and a memorial service was held.
Even though I had not met my friend's love, I attended his funeral in support of my friend. At first I thought I might feel rather uncomfortable, but when I saw how happy she was that I was there for her support, I was glad I attended.
He had been a Commissionaire in addition to serving in the Airforce, before his retirement. I thought it was a lovely and loving gesture that there was an honour guard present during the visitation and service, standing guard. A piper in full Scottish attire began and ended the service.
My friend hugged me several times before and after the ceremony. I was certainly glad I could be there for her.
I was thankful our Lord gave me the composure to be a support to her in this time of need. It wasn't easy, for I kept reflecting on how she would suffer, now that he's gone from her life. Even so, God will help her, as He has helped me, thus far.
I praise the Lord, that my friend is saved. While it is too late to pray for her now deceased boyfriend, I pray God found him, before he took his final breath.
Once again, I must say friends, that if you do not know Jesus Christ as your Saviour, who will save you from an eternity in hell and provide the way for you to spend eternity in heaven with God, I pray you will contact me, talk to a saved Christian, or open your Bible and read, because faith cometh by hearing and hearing by the Word of God (Romans 10:17).
Your eternity depends upon it.
Until next time...
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