Wow. The only word that is coming to mind right now is exhaustion...physical, mental, and spiritual.
We have spent the last several days celebrating my stepfather's life. Visitation, funeral, interment, and multiple meals. And if I am tired, I can't imagine how my mom and his children are feeling.
Everything was very well attended. His life was definitely honored and remembered well.
It was only the fourth funeral I've ever attended. And the first time I've ever stepped foot in a funeral home or been a part of a funeral procession or graveside service.
As expected as his death was, all of these events and the planning of them was still very difficult. I could not stop thinking about how those who suffer a tragic or sudden loss even begin to get through the preparations much less the actual events themselves.
Only by the grace of God I imagine.
Anyway, I'll quit my rambling and leave you with the poem printed in Charlie's visitation program.
Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free
I'm following the path God has chosen for me.
I took His hand when I heard him call;
I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day,
To laugh, to love, to work or play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way;
I've now found peace at the end of day.
If my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joys.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss;
Oh yes, these things, I too will miss.
Be not burdened with times of sorrow
Look for the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life's been full, I've savored much;
Good friends, good times, a loved ones touch.
Perhaps my time seems all to brief;
Don't lengthen your pain with undue grief.
Lift up your heart and share with me,
God wanted me now-He set me free
Author: Shannon Lee Moseley.
Rest in peace, Charlie. You will be missed.
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