Monday, 14 February 2011
And again I say...
That is such a gentle way of saying: he's gone....
Gone from this life and into the next.
But the Bible says: Rejoice in the Lord always and again I say rejoice.
Not: rejoice when you feel like it, or when it suits you... always...
And so I choose to rejoice. I'm thankful for the life he had, for what he accomplished, for the role he played in helping to shape my life. I'm thankful that in the end he was well taken care of (thanks to my aunt).
But above all I'm thankful that he knew the Lord, I'm thankful that this isn't goodbye, I'm thankful that, because he knew the Lord, he is finally home. And free.
I miss you, Grumpy.