Heavy Hearted

The day's events had taken their toll on her. So many people had been in her house today. All was finally quiet. She was weary and bone-tired all over. All her prayers, all her efforts, and this was the result. He was gone.

She lovingly cradled his Bible. Oh, how he'd loved reading it! The worn onion skin pages reflected his intense study and adoration of the Word. What should she do with it now?

She put it down and gasped as she saw something glinting in the lamplight. His watch peeked out from under the edge of the medical supplies he didn't need anymore. She picked it up and looked at me with a mixture of surprise and sadness.

"His watch! I forgot..." she trailed off as the realization and resignation hit her simultaneously. She looked to me with tears in her eyes. "Should I bury him with it?" I shook my head "No, Momo. He doesn't need it. Give it to one of his grandsons." She sighed as a tear ran down her face.

It came to me that someday there is no more time. No more watches, calendars, or schedules. When it is your time to go, none of it matters. We all have one appointment that we have to keep. One that won't wait, won't be late, and won't be canceled.

Make the most of your time today. Love your family and your friends. Recognize each day as the gift that it truly is. God is kind, loving, and merciful, but when He calls you home, there is no more time. If you know Him today, thank Him for the blessing of another day. If you don't know Him, I challenge you to take the time today to read His Word and get to know His Son. He is waiting for you.

Ecclesiastes 3 (NIV)

A Time for Everything

¹ There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under heaven:

² a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,

³ a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,

⁴ a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,

⁵ a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain,

⁶ a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,

⁷ a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,

⁸ a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.

My family is experiencing a time to grieve right now. My Grandmother's husband, R.V. Tidwell, passed away Tuesday afternoon. Please remember my Grandmother in prayer today and tomorrow as she begins the funeral process, and in the weeks to come as she learns to live without him.