I am sitting here picturing my husband at the foot of our Lord. What a comforting feeling knowing he no longer struggles with the issues that held him a prisoner all those years. Walking on the street of gold. Oh what a precious sight. And as one dear friend put it at his funeral that Harry is probally not walking but running and jumping for joy. Something he couldn't do for a very long time. THe picture is as clear as if I am there. And the peace that runs down into my soul at this moment. Is so beautiful, so rewarding, that I just want to rejoice knowing there is no pain, no tears, no sadness, no sin.
WHile I walk this world I pray the Lord will give me the direction to walk. I pray for my son to walk with him. And know the joy of his LOVE for us.
My son now needs to lean on his heavenly father for direction. As being both father and mother to him, may I have the wisdom to give him advise and direct him. I do not worry about this because God is in control. I send a prayer for each of you who read this that will know the peace that is deep inside of me.
As the weather outside is dark and gloomy and rainy, Snow on the ground in April. I feel the warmth of my Heavenly father. Saying "my Child I am here." Knowing this just puts the sunshine in the gloomy day.