I was so angry.
My husband said, "You didn't have a good poker face."
"I don't care", I responded. "I am angry, was angry, ugh!"
Let me back up a bit. Monday I was asked to "make a dish for the funeral on Friday?". "Whose funeral?"...
My friends funeral. This is how I found out she had died and it made me so angry. The anger took control, my flesh, my feelings, everything took over and I saw red. A sputtered and maybe made a low growling sound as I replied, "Of course I will...details, blah, blah, blah...".
I'm not angry she died, not really. I'll miss her. A lot. She fought courageously against cancer, won many battles. In the end she lost the earthly war for her body but I'm positive she was ready for her eternal victory, with her Victor, Jesus. I mean, this is the real goal, heaven, Jesus, eternity.
Do not grieve, for the joy of the Lord is your strength. - Nehemiah 8:10 NIV
Old enough to be my grandmother, this friend was a champion of faith and hope, a true mentor. Kind, wise, a bit sassy, just a bit. I was able to visit her bedside a few days ago. She slept as I held her hand and talked of everything and nothing, while tears flowed freely down my face. [Read more...]