I don't remember a time in my life when I didn't have faith, but at age 16 at a Young Life camp in the Rockies of Colorado, my faith became my own, and not that of my family. I didn't always walk the straight and narrow after age 16, but I always knew I had a loving Creator, and I never stopped talking to Him.
I think many people who saw me yesterday at the visitation and today at the funeral, wonder 1) how I could even manage to come at all and 2) why I wasn't a basket case. It's all because my faith is real and not cultural, and I know that Mo is having a blast where she is. How can Earth be better than there? By most NDE accounts and what the Bible says, it's astronomically better. I wanted her happy and fulfilled while she was on Earth and I believe she is both of those now where she is.
That doesn't make me sad.
I also know that I will see her again, but yet we'll both be better than our best days here. It's something great to look forward to.
That doesn't make me sad.
Of course I cried during the songs because they truly make me miss her here. Of course I cried for Rock 2 and her hubby and son, because I know how heavy their hearts are.
The child and family are very loved and they will find their way, I am sure of it. God is sure of it.
My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you?
John 14:2 NIV
I love to hear your testimony of our savior and afterlife.
Your posts and scriptures always speak to me. Somehow, I love you and I’ve never met you. Please pray for my husband. Long 2 days in the hospital and a couple of more to come. Came home to calm my mind and his dog.