Wednesday, October 15
Yesterday our school community lost a very special lady. Louise was called home unexpectedly, after a short illness. She leaves behind a husband, and two small children. At times like this I can feel myself getting angry with God, asking Him why things like this have to happen? Why do two lovely kids have to wake up today and realise that they have to start their lives anew, without their beautiful mum. Why does a husband have to grieve for his life partner, and struggle to cope with his pain and loss?? At times like these I find myself going back to the scriptures and finding solace there. Throughout God's word He constantly reinforces the idea that all events will be turned around for His good. No matter how sad, how dire, or how horrible the event, through God who reigns, good will come. Whilst I am deeply saddened by the loss of such a good, kind and faithful lady, I know that she is now home with our Lord and Saviour. And I know that whilst her family will grieve her loss intensely, God will be with them every step of the way, carrying them through their pain. So rest in peace Louise, a great person taken home too soon. You will be missed greatly by everyone at Devonport Christian School, and by all those who were blessed to know you.
Footprints in the Sand
One night I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord. Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky.
In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand. Sometimes there were two sets of footprints, other times there was one only.
This bothered me because I noticed that during the low periods of my life, when I was suffering from anguish, sorrow or defeat, I could see only one set of footprints, so I said to the Lord,
“You promised me Lord,
that if I followed you, you would walk with me always. But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my life there has only been one set of footprints in the sand. Why, when I needed you most, have you not been there for me?”
The Lord replied, “The years when you have seen only one set of footprints, my child, is when I carried you.”
Mary Stevenson, 1936
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