Our Father's Gift

Many times over the past month my mind has reminded me that I haven't written a new post here. I have been afraid to bore you with the same thoughts day in and day out, so have not written at all. My lovely aunt wrote me this, "When I need to be reminded of God's complete provision for each one of us, I refer back to your blog and read it all over again!!" It suggested to me that it is not my job to decide what you should hear from me, but to speak from my heart and let you decide what to take away from the blog. So, I humbly write once again...
There has been a great sadness in my heart of late. My sister would have turned 41 in the first week of September, and each year I miss her more than ever. It is hard to miss someone so much day after day. I am so very thankful that she is in heaven with Jesus waiting for our reunion. I know my dad was really feeling her absence this past month as well. He posted an adorable picture she had made for him when she was young. I so enjoyed seeing another glimpse of my sister's heart. I truly cannot fathom how anyone can survive a day not knowing that heaven is waiting for the believer.
I have been receiving daily updates on a man who will soon go home to the Lord. He is one of the first attorneys for Home School Legal Defense. His name is Chris and he has suffered for years from MS, and is now at the end of this suffering. He has such a beautiful heart for our Father, and I have to say I admire him and the work he has done for each one of us that homeschool, always honoring the Lord in his work. His wife Tracy, is an amazing woman. She faithfully writes to us letting us know how Chris is fairing each day, always reminding us of God's perfect timing, love and grace. How brave she is! Her faithful husband, companion and father of her children is leaving to go home and each day she thanks God. Wow! I do not know if I could be so brave. My heart aches for this family each day as they say goodbye to this loving man. Their faith is evident and encourages me to once again face another day. I am confident that Chris will hear Good Job, My Faithful Servant when he arrives to meet our Saviour. I have never met this man, yet my heart hurts so badly. I want to wrap my arms around this family and tell them how much I care.
That we believers have a new beginning is a most precious gift. Yes, we hurt here on earth especially when a loved one goes ahead, but knowing we will meet again makes each day survivable as I continue to do God's bidding while I await His return.