Today marks a year of trusting God's purpose
in taking Lucy from this earth...
Thank-you everyone, for your caring and support throughout this year!
God bless you all!
Deut.29:29
(The verse that Lucy's funeral message was drawn from)
“The secret things belong to the Lord our God,
but those things which are revealed belong to us
and to our children forever,
that we may do all the words of this law.
Dear Lucy...
(Beloved Daughter, sister, wife, sister-in-law,
daughter-in-law, mother, mother-in-law, aunt and Grammy
and beloved friend, missed by many)
It's been a year of succumbing to grips
With 'what is', again and again
Of trusting in God when His Sovereignty strips
Sure answers from every 'amen'
It's been a year of meek joy, sorrow-awed
By loss that has left a huge hole
While finding firsthand, the faithfulness of God
Whose rod and staff comforts the soul
It's been a year of considering oft
This life and what fashions its worth
Before The Intangible is borne aloft
And body returns to the earth
...before the measure of Lifetime is weighed
In a Balance, sacred and just
Before Truth reveals where treasure is laid
Before Soul-to-God, dust-to-dust
It's been a year of relinquishing 'why?'
To God's higher purpose and will
Until hymns come true, In the Sweet By and By
It's been a year where we felt the full force
Of Hope's/Faith's utter un-commonplace
Of drinking in moments, more tuned to the Source
Like nectar from fountains of grace
...of four-word love-letters like 'thaw, heat and serve'
'How are you doing', 'I'm praying for you'
While weathering many-a-sharp learning curve
While suffering love's decreed due
...while we stuffed our faces into peonies
While we gathered to reminisce
While we laughed and wept, and made new memories
Honored with , 'Lucy would have loved this!'
It's been a year of hope's anchor reviewed
Of love abounding more and more
Why does it take loss to renew gratitude
For each other, like never before?
It's been a year of hug-warm tender care
Of heartaches no poem can spell
Of kindness on kindness, of prayer upon prayer
Of tears for the flower that fell
Of feeling a keen sense of urgency
For all still like sheep, wandering
Ignoring impending eternity
As if it were not a sure thing
It's been a year of learning to let go
While holding the part left behind
Of frames filled with pictures and echoes that flow
Through sorrow and joy intertwined
It's been a year of oft coming to terms
With what we can never undo
While leaning on the everlasting arms
Of God, who is faithful and true
It's been a year of learning to revere
A law we should never dismiss
Of, 'If the Lord wills we shall live and go here
Or there, and do that or this'
Janet Martin
James 4:13-15
Come now, you who say, “Today or tomorrow we will go to this or that city,
spend a year there, carry on business, and make a profit.”
What is your life?
You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes.
Instead you ought to say,
“If the Lord wills, we shall live and do this or that.”
Deut.33:27
The eternal God is your refuge,
And underneath are the everlasting arms;
And underneath are the everlasting arms;
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