Think of stepping on shore and finding it Heaven!
Of taking hold of a hand and finding it God’s,
Of breathing new air, and finding it celestial air,
Of feeling invigorated, and finding it immortality,
Of passing from storm and tempest to an unbroken calm,
Of waking up, and finding it Home!
The words above were sung at my son’s funeral. They were such a comfort to me. Just imagine it! You reach out to a hand and realize it is the Lord’s! You go from this life that is full of trouble to absolute continuous peace and calm. Home forever! I Peter 1:17 says that we are just traveling through this world. Our stay here in this world is temporary. We are just passing through while we await our turn to go to our real home, the celestial shore. What comfort and joy this can give us! Our loved ones just travel on a little sooner than us. One day if we have Christ as our Lord and Savior we will travel on also and rejoin them. There will be no more separation, pain or sorrow. No loneliness.
My son’s death was sudden. One minute he was driving and the next he was breathing celestial air. One minute he was clutching the steering wheel, and in the next instant he was holding God’s hand. There is no way to describe the joy he had to feel.
As my husband was dying, he opened his eyes three times to look up and over at someone waiting for him on “the other side.” Just a few minutes after he shut his eyes the last time, he was gone from his earthly body and opened them the final time to see the face of Jesus. He too, stepped onto the celestial shore, and I believe he was embraced by our son whom he missed so much.
As we await our reunion with our beloved husbands, it is a comfort to us if we picture them as they stepped on that heavenly shore. We can look with anticipation for our own time of “passing from the storm and tempest to an unbroken calm.” Until that time we need to continue to follow Jesus one step at a time. He will lead us on the right pathway if we allow Him. May God bless you.
The following is an excerpt from my book “God Never Fails.” This section is talking about the time God taught me not to ask why.
“Kiersten has acute leukemia.”
My sister’s devastating words were on the other end of that phone call. Kiersten was my beloved niece who was just four years old. During the year that followed, my sister and family lived in the vicious cycle of that big “C” world.
Since my husband and I lived 98 miles from my family, we watched and suffered with them from a distance as their daughter fought for her life. We watched as she lost her hair and grew new, dark, curly hair in its place. We watched, from afar, as that sweet angelic child went through painful treatments far from home. I watched while she and her mother lived in hospitals and Ronald McDonald houses for weeks at a time, leaving the other three children with our parents. Kiersten’s father divided his time between work, home chores, and staying with his daughter at the hospital.
We heard how little “Ki-Ki” braved the storm that lay before her. One time she stood up front in her church and sang “Jesus Loves Me” all by herself before leaving for her bone marrow transplant. Did she know it would be her last time in her beloved church? A few weeks later, we listened to my sister telling us that the child was suffering inhumanly while her body fought against itself, rejecting the transplant. Yet, we were in awe to also hear how she and her parents continued to sing “Jesus Loves Me” and other favorite songs in the midst of that suffering.
Late one night, we received a call from my sister asking us to “pray for God to take Kiersten home.” The next morning she was in her Savior’s arms.
It was at that time that I cried out to God, “Why? Why? Why did you have to take her? Why didn’t you heal her?” As I sit at my desk now, I can visualize the exact place I was when I heard my Lord whisper in my heart, “You would not understand if I were to tell you.”
Instantly, the Bible verse Proverbs 3: 5: “Lean not unto thine own understanding …” became very clear to me. “Your mind is too finite,” he whispered in my heart. I fully understood then, as I do now, that our finite, small minds, much more like an ant’s brain compared to God’s, simply can’t understand the events our God has planned. We must only trust because we never could understand even if he were to tell us the “why” of every situation.
It is very natural for us to wonder why things happen to us or our loved ones. There is nothing wrong in asking this. However, we need to be careful to trust our Lord that although in most circumstances God’s ways just do not make sense to us, He makes no mistakes. The verse above reads, “Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding.” Isaiah 55:8 & 9 says, “For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the Lord. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts.” God loves us more than we could ever imagine. He can only do good.
When my husband went home to be with His Lord, I never asked God why. I had settled that issue so many years ago with the death of little “Ki-Ki,” and I never felt the need to ask that question again. We all need to find peace in our hearts that we can trust the Lord. Then we can hold His hand with the trust and faith of a child. It is then that God can lead us on the uncertain and new paths that lie before us.
I pray that you do all have this trust. Please feel free to contact me if you so desire. I would welcome the opportunity to be able to talk with you. You can contact me through the comments section below or via email, email@example.com
Those words, “God will fulfill His purpose for me”, seemed to go through my mind all day today. These are the words that are on the tombstone of my son’s dear girlfriend. “Who would have thought that this was what God’s purpose for Jany was”, his mom said to me as we stood there shortly after the tombstone was placed. Today, I think God was reminding me that He would do the same for me, if I rest in Him.
A few months ago I allowed myself to fall into the trap of concerning myself with thoughts of “what if God’s will for me now is…” I am glad that I can start this New Year with the realization that my future is in God’s hands. All I have to do is be obedient to Him, love Him and serve Him to the best of my ability. The rest is up to Him. I know that God loves me and can only do what is best for me. He can only do good.
No matter where we are on our journey of widowhood we can cling to that truth. God knew we would be standing in this very place before we did. The same way He had a plan for our husbands, He has a plan for each one of us. We need to listen to His still small voice and take one day at a time. He will walk beside you and guide you each step of the way.
Psalm 138:8 says, “The Lord will perfect that which concerneth me; thy mercy, O Lord, endureth forever…”. As I enter another new year without my husband at me side, I am so thankful that I do not have to worry about the pathway of my life. I just have to follow.
I pray that each one of you that are reading this can find that same peace as well.