Jack read a sermon by Rev. J. vanpopta this morning in church.
I was mulling it over while wandering in the garden.
For some it is the season for mourning loved ones gone - not lost but gone. Hearts weep.
Does not the Son promise that those who mourn shall be comforted? Does not mourning put us on our knees with ears and hearts wide open to hear the comforters words? Are we ever closer to God than when we are troubled?
And when we are troubled and our spirits long for God is that not when we mourn our own sorry state? We become aware of our inadequacies and our desperate need for the Father.
And hearts are comforted by the Son and spirits soar in thankfulness.
The tears shed nourish the soul.
And the rain drops on the leaves are dried by the sun
and the foliage reaches heavenward.
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