Life is short...

Last night, in the blink of an eye, a great man of God met His Savior face to face. Charles Roe went 'home'. Now I wasn't extremely close to the Roe family. But his wife has been my son's teacher for years and she truly loves those kids and you can tell that Charles loves his wife! I've never handled death well. I'm a Christian, and although I rejoice in knowing loved ones have gone on to be with the Lord, I have a hard time with the human side of the loss in me. No matter who it is. I just shook this man's hand and asked how he was doing 24 hours earlier. And now all I can think about is how on Memorial Sunday, a week ago, he stood praising the Lord for his 60 YEARS of marriage! What an AMAZING testimony! I think about how it must be to be separated from your partner of 60 years so suddenly. I get a renewed sense of understanding at how after almost 6 years now, my grandmother still cries daily over the loss of my sweet grandpa. Life is short...on this earth, anyways. I have a feeling of need to hold closer to the ones I love and a need to see others accept Christ so that they can have the blessed hope that I have that no matter when we separate in death, my husband and I will see each other again in heaven. I can't even imagine not having that hope. It would break me completely. Share LOVE and share CHRIST with someone today.

I sure hope God blesses me with 60 years with my hubbalicious <3