Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for the Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping.
The Lord hath heard my supplication; the Lord will receive my prayer.
Psalm 6:8-9
I don’t know how, but You, O God, will bring me through this.
I have said before:
You are enough.
Now I will live it.
You are enough.
You are my strength.
You are my Source.
Thank You for keeping me.
Thank You for loving me.
Thank You for saving me.
Thank You for using me.
I am willing to be made willing.
“Prayer is suffering’s best result.”
Eugene Peterson
“O my God, teach me, when the shadows have gathered, that I am only in a tunnel.
It is enough for me to know that it will be all right some day. “
George Matheson
“ ‘The road is too rough,’ I said;
‘It is uphill all the way;
No flowers, but thorns instead;
And the skies over head are grey.’
But One took my hand at the entrance dim,
And sweet is the road that I walk with Him.
“ ‘ The cross is too great,’ I cried –
‘More than the back can bear,
So rough and heavy and wide,
And nobody by to care.’
And One stooped softly and touched my hand:
‘I know. I care. I understand.’
“Then why do we fret and sigh;
Cross-bearers all we go:
But the road ends by and by
In the dearest place we know,
And every step in the journey we
May take in the Lord’s own company.”
-Streams In The Desert
Patience is more than endurance. A saint’s life is in the hands of God like a bow and arrow in the hands of an archer. God is aiming at something the saint cannot see, and He stretches and strains, and every now and again the saint says – “I cannot stand any more.”
God does not heed, He goes on stretching till His purpose is in sight, then He lets fly. Trust yourself in God’s hands.
For what have you need of patience just now?
Maintain your relationship to Jesus Christ by the patience of faith.
“Though He slay me, yet I will wait for Him.”
Oswald Chambers My Utmost For His Highest
Lord, I am being stretched tighter than I have ever been
And so it begins – life as a “widow” – such a strange feeling.
When we lose a parent we don’t stop being their child.
When we lose a child we don’t cease to be a parent.
Yet when we lose a spouse we are no longer a wife or husband.
But I still “feel” married.
When the Sadducees come to Jesus with their trick question regarding a woman who is married to seven brothers – one after the other as each one dies – leaving her a widow with no children – they end with this question: “At the resurrection, whose wife will she be of the seven?
Jesus responded in Matthew 22:29-30
Ye do err, not knowing the Scriptures, nor the power of God.
For in the resurrection they neither marry nor are given in marriage,
but are as the angels of God in heaven.
The commentary from The Interpreter’s Bible explains it this way:
Here Christ does not break the bonds of human love: He strengthens them. He says that hereafter the bonds shall be of finer texture, and that love shall have a truer and holier instrumentalities. We shall know our loved ones – with eyes not filmed by flesh, and with surer faith.
There human love shall be transfigured – not lost, but redeemed in the resurrection promised in the gospel.
I may not fully understand this, but I trust.
I trust God’s plan for me – for us.
So I celebrate Olin’s transition.
He no longer hurts.
His body is healed.
His spirit knows true peace – the peace that is beyond human understanding.
He knows true JOY – for he cannot be in Your Presence and not experience JOY.
Lord, let him know that we are in Your care.
Yes, we hurt. Yes, we miss him. But we know where he is.
God’s song for me this day – I made a slight change to personalize it.
Sweet Holy Spirit, Sweet heavenly Dove,
Stay right here with me, filling me with Your love.
And for these blessings I lift my heart in praise.
Without a doubt I’ll know that I have been revived,
When I shall leave this place.
Thank You, God, for the celebration of Olin’s life; for the experience of having the sanctuary filled with the Holy Spirit; for the love and support of so many family and friends; for those who watched remotely; and for each and every prayer lifted for us.
Thank You for walking with me through this past week; for smoothing the rough road; for holding me close; for Your Holy Spirit which strengthens me and keeps me.
This morning I walked back into that sanctuary to worship and praise You. I sat in our regular pew with Emma and Charlotte on one side of me and Jacob on my other side. I was surrounded by a church family who are with me in this most difficult time. Thank You Father – I am not alone.
Thank You, only two little words, but my heart is full of praise and thanksgiving, even to this day when the sense of loss is so deep. So I say THANK YOU GOD! I pray that in all of this You would receive honor, glory and praise.
And the God of all grace,
who called you to His eternal glory in Christ,
after you have suffered a little while,
will Himself restore you and make you strong, firm, and steadfast.
I Peter 5:10
There is a peace, which is not the peace of the Son of God.
Be not that our peace, O God!
We cannot know Thy stillness until it is broken.
There is no music in the silence until we have heard the roar of battle!
As the plow cuts a deep furrow in the field – so this pain cuts a deep furrow in my heart.
Lord, You are preparing my heart for the seed You will plant.
Day 4 5:30 a.m.
Lord, I thank You for Larry Pippin. He made a difficult day much easier.
I appreciate his kindness and concern.
Olin is with you and no longer needs his earthly body but I know that his body will be treated with respect and cared for in a loving manner – I trust Larry to do this.
Lord, be in the planning of this service.
May Your Name be lifted up in praise.
May the gospel of Jesus Christ be heard.
Use this for Your glory.
God’s Song For Me This Day
Years I spent in vanity and pride,
Caring not my Lord was crucified,
Knowing not it was for me He died
On Calvary.
By God’s Word at last I learned,
Then I trembled at the law I’d spurned,
Till my guilty soul imploring turned
To Calvary.
Now I’ve given to Jesus everything,
Now I gladly own Him as my King,
Now my raptured soul can only sing
Of Calvary.
O, the love that drew salvation’s plan!
O, the grace that brought it down to man!
O, the mighty gulf that God did span
At Calvary!
Mercy there was great and grace was free;
Pardon there was multiplied to me;
There my burdened soul found liberty,
At Calvary!
More Reality Moments:
Meeting with Larry to make the arrangements and meeting with the cemetery staff.
You have been with him throughout his life and You were with him in the woods on Sunday.
You heard his cry, “God forgive me.”
You were with me on Sunday morning.
You are always with me.
You held me close these past 42 hours.
You patiently led me to Your truth and I was able to smile this morning,
to feel the joy of the Lord,
to know that Olin is with You.
God, You are so good to me!
God’s Song For Me This Day
I don’t know about tomorrow, I just live from day to day.
I don’t borrow form its sunshine, for its skies may turn to gray.
I don’t worry o’er the future, for I know what Jesus said
And today I’ll walk beside Him, for He knows what lies ahead.
Many things about tomorrow, I don’t seem to understand;
But I know Who holds tomorrow, and I know Who holds my hand.
Every step is getting brighter, as the golden stairs I climb;
Every burden’s getting lighter, every cloud is silver lined.
There the sun is always shining, there no tear will dim the eye
At the ending on the rainbow, where the mountains touch the sky.
Many things about tomorrow, I don’t seem to understand;
But I know Who holds tomorrow, and I know Who holds my hand.
I don’t know about tomorrow, it may bring me poverty;
But the One who feeds the sparrow, is the One who stands by me.
And the path that be my portion, may be through the flame or flood,
But His presence goes before me, and I’m covered by the blood.
Many things about tomorrow, I don’t seem to understand;
But I know Who holds tomorrow, and I know Who holds my hand.
Reality Moments – when it hits you that your loved one is really gone and your life is changed.
Monday is usually laundry day and as I folded the clothes I realized that this would be the last time I did his laundry. This was the first of my “reality” moments.
I don’t know where this road will take me but I do know the final destination!