Well, certainly I always want to honour a friend by attending their funeral service and burial. However, in this case, I couldn't. I've been sick.
Today, Clark's funeral service took place at 11:00 a.m. In Bolton. Quite a long, many hours drive from here.
I notified his son and daughter that even though I truly wanted to be there, just as I have attended funeral and burial services of other friends to honour them, I just could not. I didn't feel it was possible, the way I was and still am, feeling.
Normally, I give a eulogy that includes a gospel message, at funerals of friends and/or family, I truly felt badly that I couldn't do this, at Clark's funeral service.
So, I decided I would honour him in a different way. Here on LwL.
Here are my thoughts about my friend who passed away last Sunday...
Clark was a true friend...
for many years.
He, along with a small group of other realtors,
hung out together at our
real estate board functions.
Even though we didn't always
work with the same broker.
Our mutual friend, Mary
before she died a few years back,
used to come for lunch or dinner.
Clark used to pick her up.
Usually, we, or I had another friend, or two (2) join us.
He was a loving,
not just to me, but also
When he went on a holiday with his wife,
to California and from there, to
I took over his work.
And, continued to do so, after they returned home.
Immediately, she went to hospital, in pain.
She never left the hospital. She died.
I continued to do his work for a while.
He did the same for me, when my husband got sick
There were a couple of times when he went away on holiday,
feeling he needed to get away from his grief, pain and sorrow.
After this happened,
we decided to become real estate partners.
He could show homes, easier than me,
for at the time my knee pain was extreme.
I did all the computer work, since he had trouble using his.
So, I did all our paperwork.
It broke my heart, when he retired.
Yet, I knew in my heart it was necessary.
When I first knew him,
he didn't really like to talk about God.
Nor, did he read his Bible.
And, hadn't attended church,
in a very long time.
After he had his stroke, and his life went downhill,
I praise God!
We prayed together.
He began to read the Bible; he told me he had done that, years earlier.
He even went to church.
At least, whenever he could, physically.
For this I praise God.
We discussed together his and indeed everyone's need to be saved.
He told me he was trusting in Jesus,
for his salvation.
I praise God for this!
Please know that there is more I could say, but if I did, this entry could go on, and on, and on.
Just know that I'm grateful that God's Word, the Bible tells us that for those who are trusting in Jesus, to be absent from the body, is to be present with the Lord. Therefore, I can only presume he's now in Heaven, with Jesus.
No more suffering.
Just as God told us in Revelation 21:4, "And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away."
Now, Clark is probably dancing with his wife. Honouring our Lord Jesus.
One thing I did tell his family, was that I did want to attend his burial service, in the spring. Apparently, in Stayner, Ontario (new Wasaga Beach) the cemetery where he will be buried will not open gravesites in the winter, due to frozen ground.
So, as was done with his daughter, he won't be buried until spring.
Hopefully, by then I'll be feeling improved. For sure the weather and roads, will be easier to cope with, even if it is an even longer drive.
Even though Clark will be missed, by me and others, I am grateful he's now happy, with our Lord, and with some of his family.
Until next time...
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