While the whole world watches Australia burn, we are moved to tears and prayers. Tears for the devastation of land and life; prayers for the preservation and safety of the firefighters and inhabitants; time to ponder what it is like to live through what must feel like hell on earth. Yes, it is a time for tears and prayers, and a time to give thanks that the tears will be dried and the prayers will be answered. And may the rains be on their way.
Today is a day for remembering. We remember those who fought for our freedom, who died for our freedom, and who are still alive today to enjoy that freedom.
A friend and I are meeting for lunch today to remember as well, two very special people in our lives…our lifelong best friends, both of whom are in a different world of freedom…heaven.
We will also remember other loved ones who have left our lives through the mystery of death, gone but not forgotten.
Remembering is a soulful act in that it touches our souls the way our love for all these people touched our hearts.
Be blessed as you remember today…
And from the greatest teacher who ever lived, “Do this in remembrance of me.”
The funerals I attended this past week reminded me of the many parents I know whose children predeceased them. Some were babies, some were teenagers and some in the mid-stages of life.
To my mind, the homes of the brave are the hearts of these parents. They are my heroes.