Over the weekend, I saw a friend who’s handling the passing of her mother with such grace and strength… I hope to be like her when it’s my own mom’s time to travel Home…and when it’s my own time too…
I was reminded in different ways how this Earth is not our forever home, and that we are all stewards and wanderers here…stopping for just a brief moment next to eternity. (Even though, as another friend pointed out, we will return with Jesus some day, this planet in its current state is not our ultimate home…)
As I talked to the Lord Jesus, mainly telling Him how horribly sad and gut-wrenching this life is sometimes because of death, I heard Him speak “Isaiah 25” to my spirit…in that still small voice so powerful and loving… I’m not one who can readily quote references, so I wasn’t sure what that particular passage was.
Verses 8 and 9 read: “He will swallow up death [in victory; He will abolish death forever]. And the Lord God will wipe away tears from all faces; and the reproach of His people He will take away from off all the earth; for the Lord has spoken it. It shall be said in that day, Behold our God upon Whom we have waited and hoped, that He might save us! This is the Lord, we have waited for Him; we will be glad and rejoice in His salvation.”
Yes, God still speaks through His Holy Spirit, just as He did on that first Pentecost… He loves us all so much… I hope all my family in Christ had a beautifully blessed Pentecost Sunday. And may this new week include many opportunities for us to hear His voice in the way we’ve been created.
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