Life Of A List-Maker

Sometimes there is no remedy for a heartache. You just have to pray your way through it. I have been REALLY missing Trina and my dad the last few days. Today at church one of the messages was about how we will all face death at some point. We will not escape our crossing. It got me to thinking about what it might be like in my last few moments. I pictured seeing my dad and Trina coming towards me and even holding my hand to help me make that final crossing. How beautiful. It was such a comfort to me. I do not know what my end will be, but I do know that God will be with me and He will hold my hand and be my comfort and stay in that time.

This evening as I got on Facebook, one of the first posts was one Trina made a few years ago. At first, I was caught off guard, but then comforted to feel a connection with my dear friend. I know my heartache is somewhat selfish because they have gained their crowns and no longer have the pain that we begged God to take from them. I am very thankful for that, but from time to time I must give a sigh, and even shed a tear for my loss. Then pick back up and carry on to make my own heavenly goal.