Humbled hearts

Death is confusing. I've never died and therefore I do not know (from factual evidence of personal experience) what happens after death. I do, however, believe that there is life after death. Eternal life with God, on behalf of Jesus Christ, my Lord and Savior. Therefore, I do not need to be scared of what I do not know - death. I have faith that Christ was, is and always will be my Savior and my God. 

Tonight, Hunter's Pappaw Al has gone to be with our Heavenly Father. I, Alex, have had the privilege of knowing Pappaw Al for almost 4 years. He was one of the sweetest men I have ever met. Amazingly, he is teaching me about God and about life even though he is not here with us. 

This morning, I read through Psalm 39:4-5

"Lord, remind me how brief my time on earth will be. Remind me that my days are numbered - how fleeting my life is. You have made my life no longer than the width of my hand. My entire lifetime is just a moment to you; at best, each of us is but a breath." 

I am humbled by the passing of Pappaw Al. He was healthy and functional a mere 4 months ago. A few months ago, we found out he had kidney cancer and from then on his body began to fail him. Before Thanksgiving, he was gaining strength - eating, drinking, walking around. Last week, we heard that he had been to heaven and tried to introduce one of his daughters to the people he was meeting there. His story reminds me of how good God is, and his faithfulness to those who believe in Jesus. 

When I tried to remember which Psalm I had read earlier, I typed into Google "Teach me to number my days Psalm" and was given Psalm 90:11 instead of Psalm 39:4-5. I read Psalm 90 and was left awe as the Lord continues to teach me

"Teach us to number our days aright, that we may gain a heart of wisdom."

Today has given me a different perspective on life; As a wife, friend, sister, daughter - everything. As Linda Dillow puts it, "You will not regret your Marriage Purpose Statement. you will not regret all the long walks in the park, or the times you stayed up so late talking that you felt like a zombie at work the next day. BUT you will regret the hundreds of hours you spent fighting. You will regret the times you held a grudge or gave the silent treatment. You will regret griping, venting and complaining" ... 

At the end of the day, I know that God is good. All the time.