A few weeks ago, I heard this lady on KLOVE, calling in to request a song. It was to celebrate her daughter's ninth birthday. A few exchanges into the conversation, and she mentions that this would have been her ninth birthday, but that she went home several years ago. Of course, the DJ apologized, expressing how sorry he was, but the young mother quickly corrected him, saying "No, no! Don't be sorry! Her years with us were a special blessing, and now she is resting in the arms of her Father! I am thankful for her time here, and that she is now with Him."
This stuck with me in a profound way. I pray that if I ever lose a child or someone I love dearly before their time, I will be able to say "Thank You" instead of be frustrated or angry with God for taking them from me too soon. For they are not mine, but His. Every blessing I experience is not because I deserve it (because I "deserve" nothing), but because He has given it. Because every good thing is from Him. And every good thing is just a tiny glimpse of what is waiting for us with HIM! My pondering of this brought me back to that truth He consistently teaches; it is not about me- it is about Him. Nothing is about me. It is all about Him. When someday, in my glorified state!-(because this is a lifelong struggle and won't happen until then)-I completely submit to Him, I will see how perfectly everything He has ordained and everything He has touched has worked together for good and for His glory. Tears form as I look forward to that day.
Marantha, my King.
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That's such a great example and I, too, hope that I would reach that point but I can bet on it that the mom wasn't always so positive about it. I'm sure it takes time to reach that point. My aunt is the same way about my cousins death and it still bring tears to my eyes...she'll be talking about him with a full smile and the rest of us are all blubbering...it's just amazing
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