This weekend just felt weird.
Something was off but I just couldn't put my finger on it. It was
only while I was working through some old journals that I remembered
that the 22nd of June was the 2nd anniversary
of my late grandmother Joyce Hughes passing. June 2011 will go down
as being the worst month of my life ever with not only her passing
but other tragedies challenging my belief in a loving God. I
understood well how Job felt dealing with so many crisis issues at
once, although admittedly mine were less tragic than his.
The anniversaries of life serve an
important function. They cause us to stop, ponder, remember and
learn from the past. There are lessons to be learned from each life
that passes through our world, whether their stay here was short or
long.
Anniversaries also serve to give
moments to celebrate the successes and wonderful things of life.
Marriages and birthdays remind us of birth and life. All these
things as important as each new dawn and sunrise.
In God we live and move and have our
being!
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