March 29, 2014
Five months ago today my mom went to be with Jesus and four months ago my sister Jo Ann joined her. The weeping hasn’t stopped. There have been times when a certain memory has caused tears to come into my eyes.
I try very hard when I’m around people to hold back the tears. I know that people are busy and have problems of their own. I also know from firsthand experience how awkward it can be to comfort a grieving person. The attempt to say just the right thing is difficult.
Now that I’m on the other side, I understand that the spoken word isn’t always necessary. There are times when a hug, email or a card can make all the difference.
Oh how I long for the morning to come. David wrote in Psalm 30:5 …….weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning. David wasn’t clear on how long the night would last.
To endure means you bear or survive a hardship. This word explains exactly what I’m doing. I’m surviving with the hope that JOY cometh in the morning!
Donna Snapp