Time has a way of getting away from you, doesn't it?
Our trip to the funeral of Tim's cousin was special. We felt your prayers for us Tuesday night while traveling, we hit quite the snow storm on the Turnpike through the mountains...God kept us safely in His hands.
We were so thankful to have gone. We realized that even though we talk of going to see them, it has been 8 years since we did! Eight years! Were did that time go? These people are dear to our hearts and precious - how could it be eight years? They have never met our Sarah or Kyle! We will be making intentional trips to spend time with them.
The joy was that it was as if we had never been away! They were so happy to see us. We did a lot of hugging and comforting and just sharing in their sorrow, yet peace that he no longer was suffering. (He had been dealing with bone cancer and having seizures, as well as some addictions) Aunt Mary Lou, was comforted that she no longer needed to worry about him, because as all mothers know, even when your child is 61 years old you will still be caring and concerned for them!
Tim said that the day was also a good reminder that this life is not the end, and we need to be mindful of those around us who do not have the hope of eternity with the Lord. We need to live intentionally with those God has placed in our lives, because we don't know the length of our days.
Thank you so much for your prayers.
Have a wonderful Thanksgiving!