A friend passed away unexpectedly this week. Chris Massung was a couple of years younger, two years shy of 60. Too soon to go, but she was ready…not wishing for it, but ready. A couple of weeks ago she came over for coffee, which turned into lunch and our spending most of the day together. I’ll cherish that visit forever. I have that good memory and no regrets; I’m so lucky in that. During our visit we talked and laughed at the trauma of me turning 60. Shaking our heads and wondering how and when this happened. We were young moms with school age children just the other…?…decade or two! But it didn’t seem that long, it really doesn’t seem that long ago.
The day Chris passed and for days after we had glorious sunny weather. A blessing after a long stretch of rain and cloudy, dreary days. The sunshine reminded me…she is not here, she’s with Jesus, the love of her life. And we are left to mourn our loss. Her husband is beside himself with grief, as are her children and grandchildren. May they find solace in The Lord of Glory.
We sang this beautiful hymn at church on Sunday. The tune is fabulous, if you’re inclined Google the title and have a listen on You Tube and read these words along. When we sang the first verse in church I caught my breath at this — He has freely given countless blessings –not only to the good, but to those who are unthankful and evil as well. And I was ever so grateful upon reading/singing those words, knowing that sometimes I am among the unthankful, and fearing that possibly I am sometimes one of the evil ones. Perish the thought!