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A simpler time...
...when hot, sticky days are spent splashing in ponds and searching for shade.
...when families gather over big plates of watermelon, fried chicken and homemade biscuits.
...when evenings are filled with great story-telling, laughter and games.
...when laundry and lawn mowing are social activities.
...when lemonade is actually made from juicy, fresh, yellow lemons.
...when young girls glean incredible wisdom at their elder's knees.
...when little boys don't die.
The sad truth is, no matter how rosy we try to paint the picture, there has never been such a time. Since Adam and Eve introduced sin into this world we have lived with hurt, pain and loss. Yet, I still long for these simple, unspoiled things. When my daughter was small, she longed for us to live in a castle where everyone we loved could live with us all the time. There were times when we had to leave special people, either for a short time or through death. She truly mourned over the loss of their presence in her life and would again lament the lack of a castle big enough for all of us to be together forever. At 16-years-old, she still would love for her dream to come to fruition; so would I.
She and I have placed our hope in something we have never seen, never experienced. But, somehow, we can't let go of our desires. I have to believe it is because God placed that longing in us for a reason. He has given us an idea, a dream, of what Heaven might just be like. At least, He has given us enough desire that we have something to look forward to...even when we face some pretty difficult days.
Today I will attend the funeral of a precious little boy, killed by a man driving a vehicle while under the influence of drugs. Today one of my daughter's best friends is moving away. Rachel has already called me once today. She started to make up a reason, but she really just wanted to feel connected to someone. I could hear that longing in her voice. Then she asked me how I was doing. She could hear that longing in my voice, too.
Someday...
... we will live in a castle with everyone we love.
... we will splash in the purest water and feast at a table set for multitudes.
... everything will be a social activity.
... laughter and joy will be as much a part of us as the air we breathe.
... little girls will have all the wisdom they ever need.
.. little boys will never die...
I heard a loud shout from the throne, saying, ?Look, God?s home is now among his people! He will live with them, and they will be his people. God himself will be with them. He will wipe every tear from their eyes, and there will be no more death or sorrow or crying or pain. All these things are gone forever.? And the one sitting on the throne said, ?Look, I am making everything new!? And then he said to me, ?Write this down, for what I tell you is trustworthy and true.? Revelation 20:3-5
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| August 10, 2007 |
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Lovely words Soozanne and a great reminder to us all. We will one day very soon be in the Master's Castle, and what a day that will be!
I will join Kathy in her prayer for your family and coworker's family.
God's Peace to you!
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| August 10, 2007 |
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Gee whiz, Soo, you almost made me cry with this one. Leaving me longing too.... Great post, thanks for sharing with us.  ~mike |
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| August 10, 2007 |
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| thank you |
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| August 10, 2007 |
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| Wow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
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| August 10, 2007 |
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Soozanne, I can feel the sadness through this post that you are going through. This is very touching, and brought tears to my eyes...someday there will be no more tears, no more sorrow...
Praying for you... |
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| August 10, 2007 |
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thanks you.
sigh..in longing.. |
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| August 10, 2007 |
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| Praise God for the hope we have in that day to come. |
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| August 10, 2007 |
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The funeral is over. During the service, what I suspected to be true was confirmed; Brock died in his mothers arms as she cried and told him to go to Jesus. She had to crawl across the road to him because she couldn't walk. Both of her ankles were broken in the accident. My heart is broken, not for Brock, but for her. Brock is celebrating in Heaven. She now has to find a way to go on without him. Praise God she has a very large and extremely supportive family and network of friends.
On the way home, a song came on the radio that caught my attention with this line, "Can circumstances possibly Change who I forever am in You?"
Here's the chorus:
Bring me joy, bring me peace
Bring the chance to be free
Bring me anything that brings You glory
And I know there'll be days
When this life brings me pain
But if that's what it takes to praise You
Jesus, bring the rain
What a reminder of what is important. Life is fleeting, but our relationship with God is forever. May I be able to praise Him in all things. I don't want to ask for rain, but if that's what it takes to praise Him, then Jesus bring the rain. You can read all of the lyrics here. |
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| August 10, 2007 |
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Soozanne, you shared one Mercy Me song, I will share another...these were the words that came to mind the moment I read this post...thinkng about Brock's mom...
"Homesick"
You're in a better place, I've heard a thousand times
And at least a thousand times I've rejoiced for you
But the reason why I'm broken, the reason why I cry
Is how long must I wait to be with you
I close my eyes and I see your face
If home's where my heart is then I'm out of place
Lord, won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
I've never been more homesick than now
Help me Lord cause I don't understand your ways
The reason why I wonder if I'll ever know
But, even if you showed me, the hurt would be the same
Cause I'm still here so far away from home
I close my eyes and I see your face
If home's where my heart is then I'm out of place
Lord, won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
I've never been more homesick than now
In Christ, there are no goodbye
And in Christ, there is no end
So I'll hold onto Jesus with all that I have
To see you again
To see you again
And I close my eyes and I see your face
If home's where my heart is then I'm out of place
Lord, won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
Won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
Won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
I've never been more homesick than now |
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| August 10, 2007 |
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| Truly beautiful, Soo. Thank you so much. Our God is infinitely glorious, wise, and good! Praise be unto the Lamb! |
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| August 10, 2007 |
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Thank you all for your kind comments. It's been a long, tough day.
Voice, I thought of the same song. I think I remember an interview with Mercy Me about this song. It was written for the brother-in-law of one of the band members, as I recall. He was killed in an auto accident in his early 20's.
I'm resting in my savior tonight, even if sleep is elusive. Blessings. |
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| August 10, 2007 |
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| Had you in my prayers today, Soozanne... |
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| August 22, 2007 |
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| Thanks for bringing tears to my eyes as well. I hope your days will be filled with smiles.... |
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