Three weeks ago, my dad went on to be with the Lord in heaven. He had brain cancer and we knew for 6 months that his time on earth was short, unless God miraculously intervened. I prayed and believed for that miracle, but it never came. I definitely have been questioning my faith. I've been wondering if there was something I could have done differently in my life that could have brought that much desired miracle. I most definitely do not understand everything, nor do I fully understand the reasoning behind all the things that happen in this world. Someone sent me a sympathy card that says on the front of it, "Blessed are they that mourn, for they shall be comforted." These are the words of Jesus Christ as recorded in Matthew 5:4. I've been repeating this verse to myself over and over. Especially when those moments of missing my dad intensify. My dad was my hero and I miss him greatly. I'm definitely in a time of mourning. During the work week, it's been easier to not think about dad being gone, but on the weekends, I find myself crying and basically feeling very sad. I know time will ease the pain of my loss. Yet, what I truly need right now is that comfort which can only come from the Holy Spirit. My wife Brenda and I have been visiting different churches these past few months. For some reason, we haven't really been able to find a home. I feel like we've been wondering in the wilderness, looking for that promised land, a place where we belong. Because of not having that solid church connection, we also haven't had the fellowship with friends who can simply be there to encourage us in our time of loss. I believe it's our own fault, well my fault. (Brenda will go wherever I want.) So I'm chalking it up as a lesson learned. Stay Blessed! |
| February 18, 2008 |
Word from the Trail
| Scripture I read: |
Mark 9:38-50 |
| What the Lord has recently taught me: |
To not be critical of ministries which might be "different". |
| Breakfast: |
Nothing. |
| Lunch: |
KFC... yummy! |
| Dinner: |
Home made enchiladas, salad and tortilla chips. |
| Weight and Exercise: |
243 Lbs Did 300 repetitive pushes on the TV remote control. |
| Something I laughed about: |
I laughed at myself when I tried to send a joke cell phone text message to a friend, only to realize I accidentally sent it to my sister. |
| Comfort for Those Who Mourn |
| What happened yesterday? |
| Picture of the Day! |
| A picture of my dad and I in 1977 on the Mississippi River near New Orleans. |
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