Earlier this week, Daddy called to tell me an old friend had passed away. We played ball with him and his sister while Dad was coaching the Home School teams. The twins and I also worked with him for a while. He was our age. This is the second person from that group that has died over the past few years. Thinking about how a life can be taken so young baffles me. In Ecclesiastes chapter 3 it states that there is a season for all thing.
1 To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
2 a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
3 a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
4 a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
5 a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
6 a time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
7 a time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
8 a time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.
I strongly believe this. It doesn't mean that I'm calloused towards death or anything else that happens. My Peace of Mind is in knowing that they have a New Life. They are Home. They're done with this chapter of their lives and they've moved on.
It shouldn't be heart breaking when someone passes on. Although many times it is, just due to missing this person. We should be joyous that they were ever in our lives. We'll see them again one day. They're safe where they are.
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