Comfort
Though I still mourn the death of my friend, and I will for months (and years) to come, I find comfort. Where? In God.
I went to church yesterday. I didn't really want to, mostly because I am still a little angry with God. I am angry that He took away my good friend, one of only a few. I am angry that my little one will never truly know his "Uncle Wagon." I am angry that God has made a widow out of one of my friends, who shouldn't have had to say that until she was in her eighties.
But I went. I forced myself to go so I could find answers to my questions. Though I did not find them all, I did find a few. It's odd how sometimes when you attend church, the sermon is exactly what you need to hear at that moment. This is not the first time I have been taught a lesson for which I was yearning. I am sure it will not be the last.
"Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil, for You are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me." Psalm 23:4
We are all sheep, and God is our shepherd. Though we are helpless at times, God is there with us to guide us. When we are not strong enough to go on, God carries us until we are brave enough to walk on our own yet again.
I miss Wagon. I will miss him all my life. But I know he is with God now, his rightful home. I am thankful that I am a Christian. I have my faith to turn to in turbulent times. I honestly feel sorry for those who have nothing to lean on, no rhyme nor reason to life's turn of events. It must be lonely without the spirit of God in your heart, especially when someone so close to you is taken. I still hurt, but now I have comfort as well.
I went to church yesterday. I didn't really want to, mostly because I am still a little angry with God. I am angry that He took away my good friend, one of only a few. I am angry that my little one will never truly know his "Uncle Wagon." I am angry that God has made a widow out of one of my friends, who shouldn't have had to say that until she was in her eighties.
But I went. I forced myself to go so I could find answers to my questions. Though I did not find them all, I did find a few. It's odd how sometimes when you attend church, the sermon is exactly what you need to hear at that moment. This is not the first time I have been taught a lesson for which I was yearning. I am sure it will not be the last.
"Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil, for You are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me." Psalm 23:4
We are all sheep, and God is our shepherd. Though we are helpless at times, God is there with us to guide us. When we are not strong enough to go on, God carries us until we are brave enough to walk on our own yet again.
I miss Wagon. I will miss him all my life. But I know he is with God now, his rightful home. I am thankful that I am a Christian. I have my faith to turn to in turbulent times. I honestly feel sorry for those who have nothing to lean on, no rhyme nor reason to life's turn of events. It must be lonely without the spirit of God in your heart, especially when someone so close to you is taken. I still hurt, but now I have comfort as well.
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