At my brother's memorial, as I sat there, sad and feeling hurt because he was taken from us so early, I remember all of a sudden, feeling such a peace and thinking how God was telling me, to not feel bad, but feel happy that we got to share those years that he had on earth, together. We got to share that time!
You see, because we believe a person has a set time to die already planned by God and no matter how it happens it will happen at that appointed time, whether in a dangerous situation, an illness or resting in your living room. And as a Christian, to be absent from the body is to be present with The Lord! So. The above makes sense.
I still grieve, still feel sad and it still hurts, but I can have peace knowing we will be together again one day.
We didn't realize that at Mom's funeral in Nov 2020, that our circle would be broken so soon.
