It is such a paradox that life is full of death. And yet we don't accept it as part of life. Why is that, do you suppose? According to God's Word, man was never born to die, but to live in Eden tending all God created. God cried with me today. He felt my grieving heart and He grieved with me. I truly believe that. That is what turns my "mourning into dancing"; to joy. I thank God for His gifts of grace and mercy and my heart again is filled with joy and thanksgiving. Thanks that I was given 33+ years with this man; thanks for all he was to me and I was to him while he sojourned here on earth.
As I drove into the cemetery, I was awed by this tree that had apparently either been struck by lightning or been felled by strong winds. "Broken" was the word I heard in my spirit as I stared at it. As I left the cemetery, I took a picture of it and again, I gave thanks to God - that even though I, too, had been "broken" at the moment of Phil's death, the astonishing fact was that I wasn't "broken" anymore. The Healer touched my broken heart and made me whole again in Him. Put back together - with scars, yes - but wholly together to live to praise Him, thank Him and delight in Him again!
"Give thanks to the Lord, for He is good. His mercy endures forever."
What do you give Him thanks for today?