Heavy Heart

The day was sunny, but the wind blew cold. People filed in the church to pay their respects to a man they admired and loved. His two daughters stood at the head and foot of the casket as people passed by, hugging, crying and rejoicing in a life that meant something to them and a person they would miss dearly. His two grandchildren and his sons-in-law were there. His wife was sitting in her wheel chair. I wasn't sure if she knew what was going on, but when I approached her, I knew she knew. You could see the sadness in her eyes. It was heartbreaking....

Today was a sad, but happy day. We layed my uncle to rest. He passed away early Friday morning. He was 83 years old and a very devoted Christian man. He loved God, his family, his church, his friends. He was respected by all who knew him. He was one of many of my uncles that had a great influence on me. I loved to go to their house and spend the night. He never made me feel like I was an intrusion. I felt just as much at home there as I did at my grandparents home. That's where I lived from 8 years old until I was over 13.

There were so many aunts and uncles in my life. So many wonderful Christian people. That's they way there were/are. Many of them have passed on to be with the Lord. I know that all I can hope for is to be a portion of what they were with my life. I know that I have fallen so short so many times. I do know that each day brings with it a new beginning.

I'm tired now...I think I will go to bed and dream of a new beginning and pray for a better day tomorrow.