Thursday, November 24, 2016

4-years.

Sometimes I sit in church and think ...

It sucks that I'll never get to hear him bless the sacrament again.
It sucks that I'll never get to hear him speak again.
It sucks that I'll never get to feel the power in when he was given a new church assignment again.

... but I quickly remember that I will and I did. What's more powerful than knowing you've done what you came to do on Earth and that your life was in complete order and ample to be called back to the presence of God?

The power in that alone is enough to bring fulfillment where grief should be.

Nothing has changed. He is still here.

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