It's been more than 5 months that have changed our lives, but today marks the date of the date he got his "golden" ticket, got his ticket "punched", "clocked" out, rang the final bell, went home, died, all those other terrible sayings we chock it up to when someone dies. It doesn't really matter, they aren't here in body anymore, they are in Heaven. People will say "oh their spirit lives on", but ... it can't - when you get to go to Heaven, you get to go to Heaven.
However,the memories are strong enough and the love strong enough for you to feel like the person is right there with you all the time. I know, I feel him, I breath him, I sense him, I know him, but I know he has gone to Heaven and I am happy for him so happy for him. He has been blessed to be home with his FATHER and the Son, and his son and his Momma. He is well and happy and not tired anymore. The longing I have for him would never replace the joy I feel for the blessings I know he is receiving each and every second of every day just being in the presence of the LORD. For that I am blessed.
The days I come into our shop and sit across from his desk I envision him just like in this picture. Many years we sat across from one another, laughing, fussing, teasing, praying, talking, most days I ended up on his lap in an embrace with kissing and hugging going on. I look across at that empty space now, longing for those intense moments, those funny times, those secret looks and those off the wall "you didn't just say that did you" comments.
Time changes everything but the one thing that remains constant is the love that ABBA has for HIS children and the promise that D and I will be together again with our FATHER in Heaven rejoicing and joyful in eternity.
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You amaze me everyday! You have such insight and wisdome! But I know at what cost it comes with!
I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus! Philippians 3:14
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