For The Days That Are Blurry
It's hard for many to breathe today.
Yesterday was a blur as I mourned for a family who lost a Dad, husband, brother, and son entirely too soon after a fatal automobile accident. There are no words, not enough words.
I had planned to share the words from another writer today, something I'll be doing each month, but I didn't realize how much they would resonate.
Today, let's be willing to hold the hands of those who can't breathe, even if we are having trouble breathing ourselves. Let's be okay with grieving, because there is a time for that, and that time is now.
But also, let's celebrate a life lived well. Let's live like he lived, like his family lives. Let's love one another and love God, because that's really why we are here on this earth.
Along with reading the shared words from another writer, I encourage you to listen to one of the last sermons preached by a man that influenced so many. Heaven is a place. "There'll be no sorrow there, no more burdens to bear, no more sickness, no pain, no more parting over there; and forever I will be, with the One who died for me, what a day, glorious day that will be."
Until that glorious day, here's the post I recommend this month.
For When You Can't Breathe and You Really Need A Friend by Denise Hughes