A Living Life and Loving Home Day

Today has been another "living life and loving home" day! A Hometown son was laid to rest. The extended families of BJ have been a part of my life for many, many years. The last time I saw many of the people that I saw today was at another funeral for a family member. It's sad that it takes a death to bring families and friends together but I guess that's the way God intended it to be. I saw beloved friends that I've had for a lifetime and I've made new friends that will follow me in the future. It was a day of grief, a day of happiness, a day of singing, sharing, and praying, and a day of fellowship. This is what life and death is all about in my hometown.

Before The First Teardrop Falls

Grief is a hardship we all must walk through
at some time or another one day.
Where sadness & sorrow wakes us up like cold water
and stiffles our words when we pray.
Where all of the activities and movements of life
that once brought meaning & joy to our hours,
Somehow fall flat on the floor of our pain
and no longer feel like their ours.
But these are the times when faith in God will carry us
though we do not feel strong anymore.
For the One who is powerful will sustain His children
when they feel powerless to open a door.
It's seasons of grief ...that somehow seem unending
when Jesus sows the seeds of pure hope.
And they are watered by the tears that flow like a faucet
on days when we struggle to cope.
It's the time of desperation, when we're numb from the pain
that teach us faith in God isn't based on our feelings.
For God is unwavering...unchanging...and solid
when all of our senses are reeling.
Though grief is a knock at the door of our hearts
that we'd rather not answer at all.
Jesus stands ready to help us, before we even ask
and He's there before the first teardrop falls.

© Sheila Gosney

He heals the brokenhearted

And binds up their wounds.

He counts the number of the stars;

Great is our Lord, and mighty in power;

His understanding is infinite.
PSALM 147:3-5