A little something that helped me when my father passed away. May it bring comfort and peace.
That Little Lonely Spot
Dad, your departure has caused what seems a grievous wound in my heart. Thankfully faith rushes in to bind it up tight and family and friends lend their comfort and solace. In a fashion we all suffer this loss together yet my part seems so great and hard to share. Faith, family andfriends gather with me in this Oh so dark an hour. Faith is our anchor securingus against the storm and it seems to grow stronger with the increasing intensity of the struggle. Yet it seems that even with all this strength we might yield and plunge headlong into the valley of pity, sorrow and despair. In this darkness there appears another who begins to lighten the path ahead. It is the future with its promise of healing and renewed joy.
Faith quietly whispers that the tears and grief of today will pass. Yes, says faith, there will always remain that little lonely spot and you will carry it the rest of your days. Family, friends and futures hope of tomorrow will begin to heal the wound which is now almost unbearable.
I am assured that one day I will draw from this little lonely spot a treasure trove of sweet memories and find rich wisdom to guide mysteps.
Even now through the tears and grief I am sobered to think that I too one day will in a heart tender and dear cause a wound so grievous tobear. If we love we can do no less and there is no avoiding the consequence. I only hope that they like I find a balm of good memories to speed the healing and soothe the hurt.
Dad I will miss your companionship.
Fair skies and following winds. Steady as she goes and on to the morn.
Still miss him and often think of him.
For the cause of Christ
Roger