Yesterday a friend of ours passed away. While we had not seen Alton in quite some time, we will miss him. He was one of those big, tough, burly, teddy bear guys. His wife, a dear friend of mine, plays the piano at our church. Every Sunday she picks up her three grandsons and brings them with her. With our church being so small, we are really quite a close family. It's always so hard when someone leaves the family...for any reason. We are sad.
Our hope comes in the knowledge that Alton is now with Jesus. While that information may not be as comforting for Vicki and their children right now, it still gives hope. Hope that one day they will see him again and hope that one day, we will be with Jesus as well. None of the disheartening aspects of this world can compare to the hope we have in Jesus!
So, until it is our turn to see Jesus, we will remember Alton with love and live this life with the love and fervor that comes from knowing our Lord and Savior.
Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning. (somewhere in Psalms) God is so good!
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What a sweet post. It sounds like Vicki has a great friend to comfort her, too.
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