Sorrow for a Blogger…

When I started blogging in 2007 I never dreamed of the community of bloggers I would grow to love and enjoy even though I might  never see them in person. Since 2007 I have met some fellow bloggers in person and have never been disappointed in the meeting and the time spent together.

Last week our blogging community heard that Vee’s husband John was airlifted to a hospital with life threatening complications. We then heard that he lost his battle and was ushered into glory on Saturday May 28th. Our blogging community mourns with Vee. I mourn and pray that God will comfort Vee and her family and John’s family as they say their goodbyes. Even though I’ve never met you or John face to face I love you both with the love that God gives to us for each other.

Broadway Day 7 038-001Psalm 23 (KJV)

 The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.

He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.

Broadway Day 7 038If we’ve been saved and redeemed by our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ we can look forward to a wonderful reunion at the marriage feast of the lamb in glory even if we never meet on this earth! What a wonderful day that will be.

Lord, please comfort our dear sister Vee as she walks through her grief and sorrow at the loss of her John.

If Death My Friend and Me Divide ~ Hymn

 

If Death My Friend and Me Divide

If death my friend and me divide,
Thou dost not, Lord, my sorrow chide,
Or frown my tears to see;
Restrained from passionate excess,
Thou bidst me mourn in calm distress
For them that rest in Thee.

I feel a strong immortal hope,
Which bears my mournful spirit up
Beneath its mountain load;
Redeemed from death, and grief, and pain,
I soon shall find my friend again
Within the arms of God.

Pass a few fleeting moments more
And death the blessing shall restore
Which death has snatched away;
For me Thou wilt the summons send,
And give me back my parted friend
In that eternal day.

Words: Charles Wesley, Short Hymns, 1762.