Life Is Hard

Good morning and happy Monday. Parents shouldn't ever have to say goodbye to a child. It just doesn't seem right. The bewilderment in their eyes and the wonder as to why is so easily seen on their face. We know that a better place is where they've gone and that we will see them again, but it doesn't help us now. I think of Mary as she watched her son die. With all that she knew about who He was and from where He came and to where He was going and what this meant for the world, it hurt. Why? It's a reminder of our humanity. We're not whole yet. Until that day that God calls us home we need Him. For our strength, comfort, and provision. When people pass, we begin to examine life. Theirs, ours and see the good in them. We beat ourselves up enough with the bad. Find God in all things and there you will find the good. And it may have to hurt a little. In love always. <><