When someone you know dies, you are forced to look at life differently. Death reminds me that humans are fragile. When someone dies you don't want people to tell you that it will be okay, that God is in control and that this is his plan. I am fully aware that God is in control but that doesn't mean that I am just supposed to be okay. I want to worship and love a God who wants me to be honest and real. I believe God is personal. Life is hard and losing someone is hard.
I believe that life has a purpose. Death also forces me to think about my relationship with God and with people. Times like these remind me that I have the opportunity to take part in God's plan because of Christ. My prayer is that I learn to live a life of patience, selflessness and honesty. The world keeps telling me otherwise, but I have to believe in something bigger than me, bigger than life and ultimately bigger than death.
I love you Grandma Noble.
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