So busy yesterday, but in quiet moments I remembered that a good friend of our family, an uncle by love not birth, had passed away. He was my godfather, best man at my parents wedding, one of the sweetest people on earth. A kid at heart and a man of God. I will still see him as forever young.
We know he’s not gone in God’s frame of mind. He is physically gone from here, and he will be missed. We will remember his love. I spoke briefly with his daughter, she remarked that she couldn’t believe that she wouldn’t hear his voice anymore… that’s a missing sound that still runs thru our heads not our ears. A Spirit that permeates God’s space. He as father loved his children deeply and forever like God Father loves us. I can crisply see a memory of him holding each of his children’s hands taking them up the stairs to church. He held them IN love in his hands.
“[Love has given me great joy and encouragement, because love refreshes the hearts of the Lord’s people].” from Paul to Philemon.
A Facebook post from his niece showed a video of him playing beanbag toss with her then 2yr old daughter. Every sense of who he was shines thru his SMILE in that archive snapshot video, 100% joy in the journey in individual steps. His smile WAS infectious. That’s a smile that we can’t see in person, but we can still feel in our hearts. A Spirit that permeates God’s space. As my dad did get to speak with him twice recently, I know my parents kept him close to their hearts always. Such friends like brothers and better as best friends, not always physically present but there. My thoughts lean on the hope that friends and loved ones’ voices will be some of the FIRST we will hear on that eventual day of our passing. I’m praying ahead. I’m thanking God for all the voices that will be present in Heaven ahead that will and do recognize our piece of the Godly puzzle and point out a space in heaven where we fit. And I know it is the Holy Spirit who tells us here on earth where we fit. A Spirit who fits into heaven and works from heaven is a Spirit that will never quit.
I have a bump on my forehead, silly bump accident running into a door, it is not visible but when touched it still hurts. Pain in losing loved ones is not always visible but it still hurts. When touched by the heart, we remember. When touched by the memory, we smile. When touched by the loss, we tear. When touched by faith, we quiet and still ourselves to remember their and our very short journeys in this earthly place. Journeys of spiritual strength to keep moving thru God’s space. We teach our children to love, we model love. We teach our children to love God, we model God.
God, we are thankful for long and short times with our loved ones. We share life with them, and they share life with us. God, we are all in a time of ache and heart break. We know that time is precious. We know that time is a gift. We pray to gift our time back to You Lord, by loving others in this space You currently place us in. God, Father, as we thank our earthly fathers for raising us, we also thank You for raising up all fathers and mothers in God and into Your forever peace. We will remember them by Your Love touching our lives. Forever we pray that our hearts may sing your praises and not be silent.
Amen and Thank You.
Sing the praises of the Lord, you his faithful people; praise his holy name. For his anger lasts only a moment, but his favor lasts a lifetime; weeping may stay for the night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.
When I felt secure, I said, “I will never be shaken.” Lord, when you favored me, you made my royal mountain stand firm;
but when you hid your face, I was dismayed.
To you, Lord, I called; to the Lord I cried for mercy: “What is gained if I am silenced, if I go down to the pit?
Will the dust praise you? Will it proclaim your faithfulness? Hear, Lord, and be merciful to me; Lord, be my help.”
You turned my wailing into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy, that my heart may sing your praises and not be silent.
Lord my God, I will praise you forever.