Just a Thought

Sometimes when one we love passes through the vale that separates our world from God's, our eyes turn to us. We cry for OUR pain, OUR loss, OUR sorrow. We're not crying for the one who left. And this is something that could twist our view on loss, they're home! They're in the exact place we long to go too in this world. They beat us to it, but we're not too far behind. 

I'm so glad my Daddy's in a brighter place, with no pain, no tears, just grace. And I thank God everyday for all the important lessons he had the privilege to teach me while he was with me for those first twelve years of my life.