Today we remember the anniversary of another death. It’s so different this year.
I’m still reading the last words of Jesus to his disciples in John 13-17. I’m still going over Shah’s last texts to me.
The difference is Jesus knew knew he was about to leave. Though not knowing Shah still talked about how much he missed me and baby.
Jesus warned. He talked about grieving and mourning for a while, but later being filled with joy when he returned. And they were filled with joy in the coming weeks and months.
Sometimes it makes me angry that they only had to be separated for three days, and for me, it’s almost been a year. I just want to yell, “IT’NOT THE SAME.”
But if Shah is with Jesus now, maybe it is the same now. The disciples certainly faced many trials and persecution, and they they didn’t not grieve after Christ returned to heaven.
Sitting with death. Rejoicing with HOPE. I’m going to a cemetery.