If you read Life with Lynnie (LwL) yesterday, you'll know that I addressed what happened on April 28th's National Day of Mourning.
Thinking about everything said during the meeting, and thinking about how many people attended, touched my heart. And, at times, made me want to cry.
Then, Thursday came along.
My heart was still feeling rather broken, thinking about how many people have lost loved ones. And, thinking about how many people are like me, an injured worker, who has become partially disabled, due to being injured while working.
In addition, something was touching to me, recalling how I found a woman who lives in my apartment building, at the National Day of Mourning meeting.
I asked her if she was an injured worker. She responded to me, letting me know that she was not an injured worker, herself. I found out that her husband had been an injured worker. An injured worker who died, due to his injury.
This broke my heart. And, this brought tears to my eyes, even on Thursday... two (2) days later.
Something else happened on Thursday.
A friend of mine L, who is still recovering after being involved in an auto collision, and I had plans for part of the day. I had originally asked her if she wanted to go out for lunch.
She excitedly agreed, and let me know she needed to go to a couple of places, asking me to take her. I agreed!
I picked L up, and we fulfilled her needs, before heading to have lunch, together.
During our time together, we enjoyed our delicious meal (thank you L, for treating me!), and had great fellowship time, together. We talked, and talked.
L let me know about how she couldn't stop thinking about a fellow she knew years earlier. He had moved to California and they used to have contact together. At least, until a few years ago.
They seemed to lose contact. And, L let me know she had tried to reach him, several times, recently.
I could tell that being able to contact this man, would have touched her heart in a good way. So, after I arrived home, I searched on the internet to try and find him.
Unfortunately, L doesn't have a computer, so she couldn't do this, herself. I found him. Sort of.
I found that the name, address and phone number she had given me, was correct. But, only in the past, and not today.
Together, we did a 3-way call, but found the phone number was no longer his.
After hearing he had been ill, I searched obituaries. Yes, I found he had died in 2011.
When I gave this information to L, I could tell it hurt her.
I prayed for L. And, even cried, myself.
There was also something else that happened on Thursday.
A childhood friend of mine, messaged me on Facebook (FB). I found out that my friend's mom died. On Tuesday, April 28th.
Talk about mourning!
It made me feel so terrible. I cried.
I let my friend know that their mom had been a lovely lady. And, prayed, once again.
Then, I found out that my friend's mom called upon the name of the Lord, before she died.
I praised God. Hallelujah! I was so happy hearing this. And, let my friend know.
I felt joy!
After all, God's children are important to Him. And, He is in control of when our lives begin and end.
Thinking of this, reminded me of Psalm 116:15, "Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints."
Just as this Bible verse tells us, we who belong to Him, are so important, that we are precious in His sight. Even in our death.
Do you belong to God?
Have you gained salvation?
If so, you are truly blessed. If not, you can easily become saved.
You do not need to be an important person. And, there is nothing you can do to help yourself gain salvation.
All you need to do is trust in/believe upon our Lord, Jesus Christ... and you shall be saved (Acts 16:31).
My friend's mom's funeral is today. Please, pray for all who knew and loved her. And, for my friend.
Thank you. May God bless you...
I must say, it made me happy to realize that my childhood friend's mom passed from life in this world, and is now in Heaven. It made me truly thankful.
All I can say, is that I wish I knew for sure, if my parents are in Heaven.
Only God knows.
But, one day, I'll find out. Thank You, Lord.
Until next time...
If you would like to comment, please e-mail: firstname.lastname@example.org