Bittersweet

Thank You, Elicia Kirby – From Her Porch
“There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens; a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance…” from Ecclesiastes 3 KJV
Do you ever miss the ‘good old days’? Perhaps miss friends and family who have gone on before?
Today, I’m trying to gather my things for a few days away. No vacation – funeral of a dear friend. By now, I should be showered and packed. Instead, I’m sittin’ and sobbin’!
I miss my mommy, and daddy, and grandpa, and cousin Penny, and brother and … The list goes on and on and on. My heart is lonely today.
Last Saturday, June 27, the family gathered here to honor the 100th anniversary of my precious Russell’s birth. It was bittersweet as we shared memories, hugs, and tears.
When we moved to Buffalo in 2000, our realtor, Aaron Taylor, invited us to church where he and his young family were members. Loren Dryer was his pastor. We watched Aaron surrender to the ministry and become pastor of a local congregation. This week, Aaron preached at Brother Loren’s funeral. (Loren drew his last breath on Russell’s 100th bday! Heaven will never be the same!)
In 1978, recently widowed, my mother and I visited Harmony Heights Baptist in Joplin, where I met and married the widowed pastor (January 1979). I soon met Jim and Dorothy Davis, a couple Russell had encouraged in ministry through the years. Now, they were my encouragers, patiently guiding me in my new world.
I’m loading my car today and heading to Clinton for Jim Davis’ funeral. Bittersweet, as I will spend time reminiscing with his children and their families.
Allow my tearful heart to challenge each of us. As we reflect on the past, let’s not forget the future that awaits. I have dear ones who do not know the love of Jesus. Do you? Let’s focus on the other side of our last breath and do all we can to “bring in the sheaves”.
Dear friend reading this chatter, you will never know how precious you are to me. Thank you for loving me just as I am. Thank you for your prayers, support, and encouragement.
Please let me know how I can pray for you!
Hugs and Praises,
Susie

Memories can make us sad, but they are the most valuable treasures we have. Susie, I sincerely hope you enjoy visiting with your friends from the past. Be safe!
Thank you, Sondra. Yes, the visits with friends from the past surely had a healing effect. Of course, there is that huge hole in our hearts for the one who has gone on before. These times make me more aware of the choice we make here – Jesus’ sacrifice or? Blessings
Love you Susie! Someday I should drive down the road a little bit to visit with you. Or maybe we could make an appointment with each other and meet up that way. As we both know everyone has their own kind of busy.
Andrea, how sweet. Yes, you must give me a buzz and we will make it happen. Sending love and hugs your way. So proud of you and your growing family.