I haven’t blogged for a week now. I don’t know where to begin; therefore I’ll just start anywhere. Last Saturday, April 17th, my Aunt Norma went to be with the Lord. This has been a tough week, emotionally drained and physically tired. Death is just one of those life experiences that I will never truly comprehend, does anyone?
My Aunt was genuinely sweet, loving, caring and generous person. She never complained to anyone about anything. She never spoke ill about another person. And above all, she loved Jesus with all her heart, with all her might and with all her soul. I am confident that she is rejoicing in the presence of the very God she loved so dearly. She left a great legacy.
God gave me a wonderful gift. He so graciously gave me a year to really get to know her, truly. In the beautiful process of rediscovering my new found relationship with her, I not only knew her as my Aunt but as a Friend. Each doctor’s appointment was more like a date, dates where we would spend lots of time talking about God, life and well just about anything. Each chemo session, though daunting, presented another opportunity to draw closer to one another. She taught me to never give up, for the battle and victory belong to the Lord.
Today’s Lyrical Friday song was God sent. As I was driving yesterday this song came up on the radio. I believe that God is not only my Healer but He was also Tia Norma’s Healer. Though her healing did not come in a physical, miraculous form, I do believe that God’s healing for her was her departure from Earth to Heaven. What better cure than the complete healing of no more treatments, no more medicine, no more hospitals, no more suffering, no more pain, no more tears and no more weight of sin. He held her every moment, He calmed her raging seas, He walked her through fire and healed all her disease.
Healer, Kari Jobe
You hold my every moment
You calm my raging seas
You walk with me through fire
And heal all my disease
I trust in You
I trust in You
I believe You're my healer
I believe You are all I need
I believe You're my portion
I believe You're more than enough for me
Jesus, You're all I need
Nothing is impossible for You
Nothing is impossible for You
Nothing is impossible for You
Nothing is impossible for You
To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven: A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance. Ecclesiastes 3:1, 4
And the prayer of faith will save the sick, and the Lord will raise him up. And if he has committed sins, he will be forgiven. James 5:15
He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. Psalm 147:3
Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted. Matthew 5:4
Let all that you do be done with love. 1 Corinthians 16:14
And my soul shall be joyful in the LORD; it shall rejoice in His salvation. Psalm 35:9
This is my comfort in my affliction, for Your word has given me life. Psalm 119:50
Those who sow in tears shall reap in joy. Psalm 126:5
