It was the weight of the past two weeks and the love of 27 years that
brought me out to the garden this morning. It was there that I sought comfort
and found it in my sad, neglected space among the weeds and forgotten plants
still fighting against the seasons; there with my robe and coffee cup and tears.
And there in the first light of this new day, this beautiful gift meant to
be cherished and lived because we’re still standing and still breathing, God
broke through the heaviness of death and grief to show me life. Right there in the garden in the middle of my mess. Life triumphant.
New and just beginning.
In that moment, God showed me that we’re to nurture the living; the wife now without a husband, the children now without
a father and countless others left holding hearts full of love, admiration and
cherished memories. We’re to honor the lives of those who have gone before us simply…by…living.
And as they who pass from this world and into the next are to forever rest
in the peace and comfort of our savior, so shall we when we remember that they
have received their reward in full. We are to rest and live in peace knowing God’s
promises are true and it’s the faith of the believer that brings us full
circle.
Revelation
7:15-17 “And he said, “These are they who have come out of the great
tribulation; they have washed their robes and made them white in the blood of
the Lamb. Therefore, “they are before the throne of God and serve him day and
night in his temple; and he who sits on the throne will spread his tent over
them. Never again will they hunger; never again will they thirst. The sun will
not beat upon them, nor any scorching heat. For the Lamb at the center of the
throne will be their shepherd; he will lead them to springs of living water.
And God will wipe away every tear
from their eyes.” (NIV)




God will wipe away every tear, so true. Gardens are full of miracles aren't they?
ReplyDeleteBeautiful post my friend. Bless you!
ReplyDeleteA beautiful tribute, Debbie. I can just imagine how incredibly proud you made your sweet father-in-law. Comforting words for the grieving heart. Love and hugs.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful tribute, Debbie. I can just imagine how incredibly proud you made your sweet father-in-law. Comforting words for the grieving heart. Love and hugs.
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