This has been such a strange year. It seems like in a year where everything is coming together for me personally, a new marriage, a new step-daughter, a new home, that I am losing friends & co-workers left and right. Young people too. I will have been to three funerals by the end of this week and the age of those lost range from 26-43.
In a time when I struggle to comprehend God's plan, my husband reminds me that there is a plan and to trust in it because there is no way we would be together without Him. In a time when I want to break down and be sad, I have the great gift of a home that has over an acre of yard that needs work and my attention and just this once, I can shovel and mow and not think. In a time when it would be so easy to focus on the loss of death, I am reminded constantly that there is also the gift of life. You see, in my same office where we have lost two young co-workers in two months, we have also experienced the joy of watching several co-workers become parents, most for the first time.
Last Friday, I left work early and spent the afternoon at homecoming with my husband, step-daughter, some friends, and their brand new grand baby. I held that precious child and reminded myself that every life is a gift and every child is a joy.
God doesn't explain His reasons but He has them. My father was 27 when he passed away from cancer and it took me 30 years to realize that God called him home because He loved him and daddy had suffered enough. Time, it is all we have so we make the most of it.
Sorry for the rambling...this is just where I am this morning.