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Reflections on Psalm 42 |
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This was written for a friend as a memoir. |
| “To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven….”
Ecclesiastes 3:1
Ecclesiastes 3 was my father’s favorite passage. He believed in God’s perfect plan, and never questioned his timing. He trusted God to turn whatever this world offered—good and bad—into a gift. In some ways, the best way to describe his earthly life is to describe its conclusion. By all appearances, his cancer had stolen everything; his strength, his autonomy, even the wavy locks of hair of which he had been so proud, were all gone. I realized, during these last days that we spent together, how insignificant the things of this earth are. We leave this world with one thing, our spirits. Dad may have lost everything of this earth, but what a spirit he took to eternity, and what amazing gifts he left with us here. He moved peacefully and gracefully into eternal life with the same unwavering faith with which he lived his earthly life. In addition, he left us with the certainty that our separation was temporary, as he willingly reached out to the arms of his Savior and his God. I will always mourn his passing, and I will always miss his presence in this world. But I know with confidence that the time will come when we will be together again. |