Saturday, November 23, 2013

Be Strong? Be Strong!

In yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL), I wrote again about what I did on Wednesday of this week. 

Yes, it was a busy day to be sure.  But, it didn't end when the meeting I discussed yesterday, finished.

After dropping off my fellow injured worker at his home, I made my way to the library.  As you know, I do some online work there, daily!

When I completed my work, I left the library and went to gas up my van.

Then, I made my way to Leamington.  It's a city that is about a 45 minute to an hour drive away from where I was, in Windsor.

You see, my friend A and her husband K, were going to be there.  At a funeral home.  K's mom died and viewing was Wednesday evening.

Knowing I probably wouldn't be able to attend the funeral service scheduled the next morning, I instead, went to pay my respects and give condolences to K and indeed, all his family.

It wasn't hard for me to find the funeral home.  I had been there previously, a couple of times.  Including a couple of years ago, after I first wrote my book entitled, Love Never Fails You...

One of the owners had purchased several copies of Love Never Fails You... to give to their Christian clients.  I had hoped to say 'hi' to the owner who made the purchase, after meeting with my friends and their family members, but he wasn't there.

The line-up wasn't lengthy.  And, it made it easy to give my condolences to K's relatives.

Then, as I made my way to the open casket, I saw K's dad touching his wife's hand and arm.

Of course, I knew that he would be suffering at that time.  Just as he will for quite a while. 

Still, my heart went out to him, recognizing how difficult it is to lose your spouse.  Especially, when they are the love of your life.

He held my hand in his.  And, we spoke.

Then, I prayed with him.  And, for him... and his family.

Afterwards, I hugged him.  Then, I finished greeting and giving condolences to K, A, and the rest of the family members, in attendance.

Even though I found myself rather upset inside, I made sure I kept myself strong.  I kept my heart and mind, on Jesus.

Sort of like what God told us to do, in Romans 15:1-2, "We then that are strong ought to bear the infirmities of the weak, and not to please ourselves.  Let every one of us please his neighbour for his good to edification."

In my heart, I knew that it would do no one any good, to be tearful.  It would not prove to be a good method of encouraging, anyone. 

At least, that's how I felt, when my husband, Gordon died.

At that time when I lost Gordon, I was ever so thankful that my fellow born-again Christian friends were strong for me, encouraging me and offering guidance, in an effort to help me through that heart-breaking ordeal.  I believe that they helped me bear the pain and weakness I felt at that time.

And, that is how I wanted to be for my friend and his family.

How grateful I am that God helps us.  And, provides for us, in so many ways.  Even before we know we will need direction, guidance and support, He always seems to make a way and provide for us.

For this, I will be eternally grateful.  Thank You, Lord!

Prayer for my friend and his family, will continue.  Grief isn't easy. 

But, God is good.

Until next time...

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