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Saturday, October 10, 2009

a clear view

I live on one end of a road, my sister lies in a cemetery on the other end. I don’t like to drive home that way. It always seems that my heart is being pulled out of my body by the arteries and veins when I pass the cemetery. I suppose in a way that is exactly what is happening. When hearts have been intertwined for so long on earth, it would be natural to feel the pain of the separation when one departs for another place.

This pain, though, has made me think of God and eternity more. And though I can lose sight of what is important, this tremendous hurt makes me stop and remember again and again.

I don’t know who said these words, I don’t even remember where I got them, but I am finding them to be true in my life:

“A season of suffering is a small price to pay for a clear view of God. God always gives the best to those who leave the choice to Him.”

I want a clear view of God; but, at times, it hurts so much.

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