Visitation

Post 194

I worked hard at my laptop early morning to early afternoon and then got to spend a couple more hours hanging out with my adopt a dad where he drove me around the suburb I grew up in, as well as treated me to a turtle sundae. I shall see him again when I come back here for my reunion.

My next location was the house of Rock 5 where we caught up a little, ate a nice home cooked meal, and headed out for the visitation of the young man who passed away last Thursday. I have to stop eating turtle sundaes and similar treats because I definitely felt my dress slacks tighter than I want them. Ugh.

I didn't know how I would react. I felt strong as we drove there, and we surmised that was because I wanted to be strong for Rock 2 and her family. In the door however, sadness and tears presented themselves immediately. Not uncontrollably by any means, but I didn't exactly feel strong either. Rock 2 was not in the immediate vicinity and I didn't see her until I had better composed myself. It felt great to give her a long long hug. Even for me, there are no words and there are no answers.

Shortly after that I was standing where I could see most of the people in the room, and a tall, thin, leggy long haired blonde wearing a cute short black dress with spaghetti type straps walked in. My heart almost stopped. From the back it 100% could have been Morgan, and for a split second I held it together but then I turned so my back was towards her and started crying into my tissue, and Rock 5 said, “I saw her, too. I was hoping you didn't see her.” She hugged me and watched out for me thereafter. I stayed in that part of the room with my back to the “crowd” until the young “look alike from the back” finally left.

Rock 2 and her entire family looked and were exhausted. I commend anyone who is able to have a visitation and funeral within the first week. Tomorrow is the funeral.

That’s exactly what Jesus did. He didn’t make it easy for himself by avoiding people’s troubles, but waded right in and helped out. “I took on the troubles of the troubled,” is the way Scripture puts it. Even if it was written in Scripture long ago, you can be sure it’s written for us. God wants the combination of his steady, constant calling and warm, personal counsel in Scripture to come to characterize us, keeping us alert for whatever he will do next. May our dependably steady and warmly personal God develop maturity in you so that you get along with each other as well as Jesus gets along with us all. Then we’ll be a choir—not our voices only, but our very lives singing in harmony in a stunning anthem to the God and Father of our Master Jesus!

Romans 15:3‭-‬6 MSG