Grief drives men into habits of serious reflections, sharpens the understanding and softens the heart. -John Adams
Psalm 130:1, Out of the depths have I cried unto thee, O LORD. Lord, hear my voice: let thine ears be attentive to the voice of my supplications.
When family centered holidays come by, my mind has a way of drifting back to days growing up or when my own kids were still at home. Mom was busy making chocolate pies. Getting ready to go hunting with Dad. My kids trying to sneak a peak of what Santa was bringing them or fighting over who got the egg beaters. Things are different now. My kids are grown. My Mom and Dad are gone. If we let it, the bitterness of loss can overwhelm us.
Child of God, rejoice in the time you had with your parents. Reminisce over memories with your kids. And when old Satan tries to get you into the mully-grubs, call out to your Heavenly Father and remind that old loser where he will spend eternity!
