I am sitting at my desk while the rain is coming down. It always seems to rain when I am feeling sad, like the heavens open up and pour out big, fat drops so my own tears are not quite as obvious. My great uncle passed away yesterday morning. I knew it was coming, but it never seems to make it any easier. You would think I could prepare in advance, but it never eases the pain I feel knowing they are actually gone. I was hoping to make it home in time to say goodbye, but God called him home sooner than expected.
I have attended far too many funerals in the last few years, and I am ready for the pain to stop. Why can’t everything be perfect for just one year?
But then I read something that fills my heart and slowly begins to heal my hurt.
“I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.” John 16:33