I imagine one of the hardest jobs in the world would belong to the preacher who delivered the sermon or eulogy at the memorial service of a young parent or a young child. The bereaved want some answers and often there aren't any obvious ones beyond "It's God's will" or "His/her
time on earth was done." Then the grieving husband is left with the question, "But our little children need their mama. There are some shoes a daddy just cannot fill." I pray the God of all comfort and peace will fill the hearts of all your grieving relatives today, Betty.
Tim is in D.C. for 3 days with 4 busloads of students. He was sick all last week with the flu so he's really dragging. I pray for his health and the safety of all the kids. Normally, son Johnny, who owns the business assigns 3 or 4 directors for such a big group but April and May are the busiest months for school trips so all the other directors are busy with tours, too.
Jackson is home sick from school today with a terrible cold so I hope it doesn't develop into the flu, too.
Love you guys and gals -
"O Jesus, Jesus, dearest Lord, forgive me if I say
For very love, thy sacred name, a thousand times a day.
O Jesus, Lord, with me abide; I rest in Thee whate'er betide.
Thy gracious smile is my reward. I love, I love Thee, Lord.