Acceptance
Here we are the last day of another month and 2006 is about to slide into its eighth month. Time seems to fly by at a horrendous rate. The little book of James tells us our lives are like a vapour appearing for a little while then vanishing forever. I stood at Jill’s grave yesterday afternoon and I was caught by that little phrase, “Vanishing forever”. How death has a finality to it that some people don’t grasp. Jill’s life on this earth has vanished forever, it’s different and the kids and I have had to make the appropriate changes. Oh we have the memories which are great but we can no longer hold on to her, she’s gone, vanished forever from time but praise God that’s not the end, she is with Christ which the Apostle Paul reminds us is far better.
If you find yourself in a similar position today and you’ve lost someone close can I speak tenderly and lovingly to you. You must move on, you can build an illusive dream world of make believe and try to live as if it hasn’t happened but sooner or later it will tumble down round you like a house of cards and leave you empty and broken. Or you can accept the fact that it’s different, painful and real, it has happened and you can’t change it but you can change you. Acceptance is by far the best but most painful route, I quote Verdall Davis once again, “Acceptance opens the wound to it’s depths but allows it to heal from the inside out”.

2 Comments:
Hi Uncle Philip
It was great seeing you yesterday in church after a couple of weeks away.
Been listening to Chris Tomlin alot lately and even had the kids up dancing with me and as I stood back and watched them move I got butterflies in my stomach at the thought of WHAT IS TO COME!
I love where I live but to think Heaven is so much more is hard to imagine. Aunty Jill has no need to imagine anymore as it is very real for her now and she is loving it!!
Read this yesterday:
You have a God who hears you, the power of love behing you, the HOLY SPIRIT within you, and ALL of Heaven ahead of you.
Max Lucado.
Love you loads Philip
Kathryn xo
As I picked up the paper today I was wrenched by the pictures of children murdered by bombers in Lebanon. The papers seem to be voicing what we're all thinking - how has this been allowed to happen, and why is nobody stopping it? And the Mirror ran the headline 'suffer the little children...' - and then I thought, Jesus wanted the children to come unto him, and last night 37 of them did. Yes, they were despatched in a heinous, unfair way, but they went nonetheless, and I have no doubt that the Saviour was waiting for them with open arms, and now they are skipping and dancing in the Kingdom. I guess God'a ways are not our ways, but I don't imagine those babies are complaining at all today...
Love you, Philip...
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