Today is the final official day of winter, here in central Ohio. It is cold and rainy. Pray that your day from inside is warm and sunny. I am closing down my day here. The past month has been lived in a moderate state of disbelief and sorrow.
Adjustment come as we place one foot in front of the other. I have been able to tackle the task of sorting household things at Dad's house. In the closet is a few suits, some hats (might make cute photo props) loads of plastic hangers and one last pair of pants. They are hanging by a belt loop, the belt, and red suspenders still in place. Taking them down seems so final. Yep, I know it has to be done, but I just ain't ready!!
Boxes are pile high ready for the second hand store. Packed up 16 pair of shoes that may fit my nephew. Loaded another dozen or more into a garbage bag for some young men that may be able to use them. Saved the slippers for me. (too big, of course, but saved them just the same)
Feeding Kitty everyday, she has warmed up to me. Used to run off for everyone but Dad. I supposed if animals can reason, she has realized he isn't coming back this time. My father in law has agreed to take her, now I must force myself to bring her away. She is a comfort to me as I clean.
The garage, well, it will require a warmer spring day and lots of will power and muscle!!
Yes the calendar reads spring, a new season. So now, by the grace of God, with a tearful heart, I too, begin a new season.
It is the natural course of things, that parents pass on before the children. But the sudden departure of my Dad still seams unreal.
I call upon the promises of Christ, that he hears the very groaning in my heart, as I am still unable to voice my prayers at times.
I have Him to thank for the strength of faith and sending friends into my world to lift me up.
I will love you forever, I will like your for always, as long as I'm living, my Daddy You'll be....
Bear is kissing Dad at Christmas. Bear is Dad's dog, that has lived with us by default for several months. He runs and hides from everyone....except Dad, who he ran to and loved on. Dad's heart was big enough to love so many, just where we were. .........................Love you, and miss you deeply. A friend of mine said, love deeply, mourn deeply. I miss you too, my friend. Sing pretty in heavens choir together.
Adjustment come as we place one foot in front of the other. I have been able to tackle the task of sorting household things at Dad's house. In the closet is a few suits, some hats (might make cute photo props) loads of plastic hangers and one last pair of pants. They are hanging by a belt loop, the belt, and red suspenders still in place. Taking them down seems so final. Yep, I know it has to be done, but I just ain't ready!!
Boxes are pile high ready for the second hand store. Packed up 16 pair of shoes that may fit my nephew. Loaded another dozen or more into a garbage bag for some young men that may be able to use them. Saved the slippers for me. (too big, of course, but saved them just the same)
Feeding Kitty everyday, she has warmed up to me. Used to run off for everyone but Dad. I supposed if animals can reason, she has realized he isn't coming back this time. My father in law has agreed to take her, now I must force myself to bring her away. She is a comfort to me as I clean.
The garage, well, it will require a warmer spring day and lots of will power and muscle!!
Yes the calendar reads spring, a new season. So now, by the grace of God, with a tearful heart, I too, begin a new season.
It is the natural course of things, that parents pass on before the children. But the sudden departure of my Dad still seams unreal.
I call upon the promises of Christ, that he hears the very groaning in my heart, as I am still unable to voice my prayers at times.
I have Him to thank for the strength of faith and sending friends into my world to lift me up.
Bear is kissing Dad at Christmas. Bear is Dad's dog, that has lived with us by default for several months. He runs and hides from everyone....except Dad, who he ran to and loved on. Dad's heart was big enough to love so many, just where we were. .........................Love you, and miss you deeply. A friend of mine said, love deeply, mourn deeply. I miss you too, my friend. Sing pretty in heavens choir together.
Oh, Robyn, I was delighted to see this post from you! I've been praying for you as you do all the things I full-well know need to be done after the loss of a parent...someone especially who has so touched your life and left an indelible mark on it! I remember having to sort through things and still have some cherished items of both my mom's and dad's that I still love having close to me. I so understand about not always being able to express yourself in prayer at times because of the grief, but God understands. I just love this precious photo of your dad with Bear! Praying that God will continue to comfort and guide you through each day, sweet friend! Hugs!
ReplyDeleteHi Robyn, I know the place you are in and the journey your broken heart is taking. It is not an easy time and I am so very sorry for your loss. My prayers will be with you for the days ahead. God is so good and HE will comfort you every step of the way.
ReplyDeleteThank you for stopping by and your comment.
Sending you big hugs!
Ah Robyn I trust from the closing comment that your dad did know the Lord as Saviour for then there are many blessed promises... my mother who I cared for 16+ years went to be with the Lord when she was 71yrs... over 12 yrsago now still miss her but the comfort of knowing that I shall be with her one day helps so much. That is not the case with my dad so glad the Lord has/ is sparing him unto salvation.... or so l believe by faith.
ReplyDeleteThe suddeness is what makes it so hard.... mum was fairly sudden.. but not as much as your dad.
Our God is greater than any sorrow for He is called the Man of Sorrrows, aquainted with grief... and yes He hears the aches groaning of your heart.
Big hugs and much prayer. Shaz in Oz.x