One of my sisters of the heart, Hahn Nguyen, is dealing with the passing of her precious Mother yesterday. It made me think of the ways in which we refer to death. We don’t just say I am sorry for your loss, but, she lost her Mom. It is as if her Mom was an item that somehow made its way from where it should be to where it should not. Keys are lost. Jobs are lost. Money, jewelry is lost. Not Mothers….
There is a scripture that says, to die is to gain. (Philippians 1:21) I guess what I am trying to say is that once we were LOST and by HIS grace we are now found, never to be LOST again.
It’s like my puppy, Bear. When I moved to Texas, a friend gave me a puppy that she was going to drop off at the shelter. We loved that big ole puppy dog. He would sit down by the gate and love on anyone who passed by. Well, one day, my dog went missing. And, in spite of flyers/posters/calling and looking, Bear never came home again. I didn’t lose him, he was taken. By whom, I do not know to this day.
Well, like Bear, we were on our way to destruction, but, God, in His infinite mercy, brought us into His family. We were LOST. He gave us earthly families to love on us and those families are precious. But, one day, God will call us back to HIM and we will go back to the one that loved us first. When that happens, we will have passed from this life to the next, to go back to our real Daddy. And, it won’t be because someone LOST us. The Father always knew our future (and where we could be found) for He in His wisdom, had placed us where we were predestined to bloom. (Jeremiah 29:11)
Boomer wisdom says that grieving is inevitable when death removes a loved one. What is true is that they are not lost, but, are forever to be found in the company of the Almighty.
May every bereaved one find peace at the Lost and Found gates of Heaven.
Blessings to you all!