by Barbara Latta
My mom, Johnnie Watson and her great granddaughter, Keira. |
Death was never God’s intention. Mankind was designed to
live forever but sin intervened and thwarted God’s plan. But because of God’s
foreknowledge, He built in a way to save man from himself.
Death
is a transition from a life held bound by the physical to a glorified,
spiritual body that can do anything. We rejoice knowing our loved one is no
longer held by the chains of this earthly life. But we still need to cope with
the void left behind by their absence. It’s a ripping away of the soul because
we have ties with those we love. It hurts. We know they are happy, but we
grieve for ourselves because it’s painful to be without them. They are gone,
but death leaves a shadow.
Last
week my mom passed from this earthly life to her heavenly home. She felt the
embrace of Jesus as she entered the gates of heaven and was reunited with my
dad and other loved ones who have gone before her.
While I
allow myself to grieve, I will not wallow in mourning. I allow myself the memories,
but not the despair of regret.
Remembering
the joy that is before the loved one who has departed from this earth will
bring us comfort if we will dwell on that fact instead of our loss. The
separation is only temporary.
Jesus
wept at the tomb of Lazarus. He knew the pain of Mary and Martha and God knows
our pain, too. He says it’s okay to cry, and thankfully, one day He will wipe
away our tears.
Feel
free to share your thoughts about grief.
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