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My Favorite Things

John Coltrane

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  1. I vacillate from wanting to break almost everything I see, to being calm again… within seconds.

    Then you do this, MJA.

    You are a wonderful human being.

    And BFH, and the rest of you.

    I don’t know how you knew… but you knew.

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  2. Erik, as they say, “the lord works in mysterious ways”. It’s amazing how something that seems insignificant at first, becomes something quite significant to another one of us. Be at peace Erik.

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  3. Eric, I do not know you, nor your dear mother Judith, but I know our Lord as our common Father, and that you are well-spoken to say that she has gone to glory indeed.

    This day is a great and terrible day. It is terrible for you and for all those who love her that her soul has temporarily gone beyond you when you still have so much more you could say, but it is great because she is presently bathed in the glow of the City of Heaven, which has no candle or lamp but 8s brightly lighted only by the love of God Himself, and that light shines on a Judith’s glorified body and pure soul, shorn of the hurts and ills of the sin-sick world she is now not part of, where her pains and regrets are lost in the joy and wonder of being with Christ Himself, for it is said in His word,
    “6 Therefore we are always confident, knowing that, whilst we are at home in the body, we are absent from the Lord:

    7 (For we walk by faith, not by sight:)

    8 We are confident, I say, and willing rather to be absent from the body, and to be present with the Lord.”
    2 Corinthians 6-8

    …so you may standipon His Word, the true Rock in this anxious and addled world, and have that Blessed Assurance that she has this day seen the Lord and He is Good.

    You grieve for her because you can no longer touch her, speak with her, or just be with her, which is understandable because she was the vessel that God sent you to Earth in, and she has been your comfort for your whole life as she faithfully accepted her charge to raise you from the Lord and carried it out to the best of her ability, and that the light of the Lord shone brightest on you at all times through your mother’s eyes as she looked upon you with love, both hers, and His, and you grieve that you are now cut off from that light.

    But she does not grieve, for she shares in the certain knowledge of the Lord, and knows that this separation need only be a very brief one, and that one day you may stand on Heaven’s golden streets beside her, clothed in glory yourself, and sit beside her at the feet of our Lord and have a glad reunion indeed, never to part again for all eternity.

    For to escape the sin this world is cursed with we can only go to the Lord by the grave, and it is a route we are all doomed to, every one of us, but beyond that sad gate there lies more than memory, but everlasting life itself.

    “For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.”
    John 3:16

    “Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that heareth my word, and believeth on him that sent me, hath everlasting life, and shall not come into condemnation; but is passed from death unto life.”
    John 5:24

    I understand your anger, but your good sense is what quills it so quickly, as the Comforter of His Holy Spirit speaks to your own soul of the life she has gained when she left this one, of the joy she now fully partakes in, and of the Heaven you yourself may one day share with her in the light of the Lord.

    I know there are no words that can make this better for you now. I have known Death as a challenge, fought Death as a foe, called upon the Lord myself to help me pull some from Death, and been myself angered and saddened on those occasions when He has told me NO. And in that time, in all those experiences, I have never learned the magic words I can say to another, or even to myself, that can take away the pain, the hurt, and the loss. There are no words of Man that can do that. Like Death itself, grief is that you must pass through, and no words of mine will help.

    But the words of the Lord will, if you listen with your soul…

    “38 For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come,

    39 Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”
    Romans 8:38-39

    No, I do not know you.

    But I know our Father.

    And He would have you celebrate your mother’s life and be comforted that she continues with Him, forever and ever amen, and that both He and her would have you use this experience to draw closer to Him as your Rock and your strength now that your mother cannot be those things fir you any more, that you yourself may go to where there is much more than memory as He has promised all along.

    No, I have not the words.

    So I will pray to Him to give them to you.

    Dear precious heavenly Father, we stand before You once more this day in our sadness and loss on this news that another has been called home to You, and that those left in her wake do miss her spirit that you filled her with terribly, and are grieved for themselves and for each other that that gentle love you so long provided them with is no longer their fir them to lean on and take comfort in. Please Lord, let them know this day that she is indeed in Your presence and in Your care, and that she has gone to You because You decided that was what’s best for Her, and send Your Comfortor to speak to them of the joy and love she lives on in today that can be theirs for the asking as well. Strengthen them to do what must be done and to carry on with the sad burden of life without her until it is time that You call them to Your side as well, where they will find her standing once more, never to be parted again. Give them that Blessed Assurance to draw them closer to You so they may carry on and reach their own Victory when You call them in turn to lay their trophies down and follow You to glory as well.

    And we ask it all in the comforting, merciful name of Jesus,
    Amen.

    God Bless,
    SNS

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  4. I thank you, ghost. I should go to bed.

    The ferrets have left my guts… but I’m still wide awake.

    I was trying to go to sleep many hours ago. But I can’t sleep.

    I’ll see you all some days hence. G-d Bless

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  5. Erik, I’m sorry for your loss. It’s never easy being left behind when you love them dearly.

    For myself, my Mother’s and Sister’s passing were a blessed relief from their pain, so the suffering ending was good but no less painful for the void they left behind. I am the last one standing from my original family. I carry their love with me as I pass it on. By your own words, I know you do too. Truly a gift from above.

    Know we care and pray for your comfort.

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  6. MJA, thanks for the great soothing music to start my day. I could listen to this, Take 5 by Dave Brubeck and Benny Goodman and other good jazz all day. Good music soothes the savage beast and all the absurdity of this topsy turvy upside down world right now.

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  7. Erik
    DECEMBER 5, 2020 AT 1:58 AM

    …keeping you in prayers that the Lord strengthens you to the difficult days ahead, and that His Spirit fades the sharpest pains into your fondest remembrances of her soon and very soon.

    …we should love our brothers and sisters in Christ as the Lord commands, and I love you as a brother in Christ, but never lose sight of the fact that the love of the Lord is the truly important one. If anything I’ve said helped you, it was of the Lord’s grace and not mine, and to Him be the glory, always.

    I’m just his broken vessel…

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