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Sunday, January 10, 2010

For My AJ

During the holiday seasons, birthdays and life milestones, we miss those who are no longer with us but I think the greatest honor we give those who are “home” is to remember them in a positive manner.

In remembering my nephew, most family members will agree that he accomplished more in his 4 short years than most do in a lifetime. He touched and changed the course of countless lives. This includes me as he serves, from time to time, as my inspiration to write.

No Blame
I don’t blame God for his death because God had nothing to do with it. I find it sad that people have been conditioned to think that. God doesn’t bring sickness. That’s always been straight in my head. I do believe we learn things through tough times. My lesson during that time was that God loved me so much that he grieved with me. That’s how personal God is to me. It may be hard for some to understand but it’s my reality.

It’s because of my reality that I’m reminded each time I hear this song I will share with you soon, how grateful I am despite the negatives I’ve experienced. I’m grateful for the good because it is good. I’m grateful for what I’ve learned because of the bad (doesn’t mean I’m grateful for the bad). And I am grateful for what the unbearable has made me face (again not grateful for it).

Come to think of it, the unbearable is what taught me the most. It threw me into a place where I:
  1. Asked the tough questions. What’s the point of not voicing it when God can hear what you saying anyway?
  2. Challenged God. Who are we fooling? He’s not intimidated by it.
  3. Was challenged by God. It usually was in the area of trust.
  4. Really began to understand what it meant to trust God. Lip service is not enough.
My Prayer

My prayer is that you may remember those you love with honor and that you can enter into that place where there’s no denying the comforter’s embrace.

Here is AJ’s song in the link below. Every time I hear this, it reminds me of him. I sing…ok I cry and I sing it loudly…and I’m certain that he sings along with me. It’s probably one of the few times he stops racing with the angels. (My family will understand.)

When I Think About the Lord

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