Beautiful Lights...

My husband and I got home late tonight from our trip to Grande Prairie. We headed out after he got off work to look at a quad. We bought it (so excited) and came home. The Northern Lights were spectacular and as the clouds cleared away the better our view was! When we arrived at our little farm we stood on our lawn and looked up at the right to the very top of the sky and enjoyed the peace and beauty of being on this wonderful piece of property. I came in wanting to share this but before doing that I checked out horse a forum that I frequent.

Recently a member on the forum passed away. She was a mother of two young girls and it has been sad even though I only knew her as an internet person. From what was said without details it appeared to be a sudden tragic death so one assumes car accident. Apparently it actually had been thought to be a horse riding accident that actually turned out to be a brain aneurysm. The whole thing has left me with such a sad feeling that I wonder how exactly a life a didn't know passing can affect me so much.

It is simply really. The knowledge that someone was here, full of life, counted on by many and then, in one small moment of time is gone from the earth is really truly hard to accept. You realize in these moments how much you need to trust and put your faith in God even more because without him what do you have? I understand for some eternity does not bring any comfort. The question and worry whether they will live forever or somehow not pass into heaven. For those people they often give up on the idea of no eternal life and instead embrace all we have is here and now. For me that sort of thinking brings no comfort at all.

I would much rather believe that should I die suddenly and leave my family to live on without me, God will continue to care for them. That I will go to be with him and Heaven and that my family with have the peace knowing that, though they miss me, I am truly in that "better place". I want them to have that comfort.

But it is late and I am afraid my heart is too full. Fully of the beauty of God's nature and of the frailty of our life on earth. I think I better head to bed!

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I hate coming up with titles. In fact, I despise it. When I spent time writing stories my least favorite part was coming up with a title. Some people seem to have a gift for it. In fact, I considered stealing a friend's idea (but changed slightly) as all her titles are interesting and follow a theme. But, I decided as she does read this blog she might notice. And you other two friends who also read these blog would notice.

I do have many things to blog about besides the unimaginative titles to my blog posts but I am still forced to using my iPhone thanks to incompetent country Internet (thank-you Internet provider for going down right before the weekend) but I suppose I can't complain. A Year ago I did not have this handy little tool that allows me online so long as I have cell service.

So now that I have talked about two random topics I will talk about something a little deeper.

Today I attended a funeral for my great-uncle and also grandfather to a close friend. We knew he was dying and we were so thankful he made his peace with God and yet it still is sad to say good-bye. Looking at the little programy thing was sad for me for another reason. There on the list of predeceased siblings was my own grandmother. As time passes a lot of her siblings have passed away and each time it is a reminder of losing her for me. You see besides her brother who died during WWII my grandma was the first to pass away. She was not the oldest and I remember feeling how unfair it was. Since then more have passed as is inevitable as we grow older. Some to cancer and some to plain old age. And yet there is so much to be thankful for. She was in a family of 15 children and they all stayed surprisingly close despite the number of kids. I do feel for those left behind though as I think they can't help but wonder who among them will depart this world next. It is such a reminder to me what it must be like to be growin older and watching your generation pass around you. It is really a morbid thought but after such a day it can't be helped. Death is a large part of life.

That is why I am thankful I have a hope in an eternal life. If this was it I am afraid I would despair. Everything must come to an end. But today, I saw what was one man's end was really just the beginning to his eternal life. Today he is in Heaven and is seeing his sister, my Grandma, and fellowshipping again.

And I can only imagine her words to him are something of the sort: "Glenny, you just got in by the skin of your teeth but it is sure good to see you here."