I am a technosaur. My pea-sized brain lost my log-in information so I have not been able to share my thoughts. Now begins a new era of blogging.
I have walked through the valley of the shadow of death, but I have not walked it alone. Beginning last September (see previous blogs) I mourned the death of my mother, then my favorite uncle, the finance chair of the church (who I "adopted" as a younger brother), a member of our youth group who died at his own hands, and my spiritual mentor.
Needless to say, it has been a long year. However, I have felt God's presence at every turn. How do people without faith handle this kind of grief? I can't imagine. My grief was assuaged by my confidence in the promises of God.
Death is neither the ultimate illness nor the end of life. It is merely a transformation into what is ours to become. Christ has won victory over death (Romans 8). I have chosen to be on the winning side. I thank those who have died in the arms of the Lord, for they have given me the best present ever: release from grief.
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