Grief is strange.
You go along fine for a while. And then all of a sudden…another wave descends, and you are plunged beneath the depths of it. It encompasses you and you have no choice but to let it carry you along for a while.
Then after you’ve been thrown around for a bit, after you’re soaked through with tears and your heart pierced with pain and memories, the grief sets you down and rolls away again.
Until the next wave….
Last August my friend Jenny went to be with the Lord. It was sudden, unexpected.
Four days after Jenny went, my Grandma also went to be Jesus.
I went into shock when my Grandma went.
Jenny called me “her angel”….Jenny was “my Jenny”.
Grandma called me “dearest”…..I called her my “Granny Apple-Bee”, or GAB for short.
I miss them so much.
I don’t understand why they had to go at the same time.
But I know Jesus. And even though it was terrible and painful and incomprehensible, and sometimes still is, yet will I trust Him. He is my life. Without Him I am undone.
My Grandma’s favourite hymn was “I am weak, but thou art strong”. OH Lord help me.
My Jenny’s favourite song was “The Song of Moses”. I still haven’t been able to listen to it since she went home but I am putting the link here for you to watch http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xF-Ald7IPfA in honour of her and my Granny-Apple-Bee. It is one of the most beautiful songs in the world, straight from Revelation 15.
I love knowing that they are with Him in heaven singing the Song of Moses and of the Lamb.
God bless you this Passover season