Doing Good

So lets not get tired of doing what is good. At just the right time we will reap a harvest of blessings if we don’t give up. Therefore, as we have opportunity, let us do good to all people, especially to those who belong to the family of believers. Galatians 6:9-10

This morning when I read this verse, it gave me much encouragement to keep going. Paul wrote those words a long time ago…he was getting the church established. It must have felt like such a daunting task most days. But he allowed God to give him the strength and courage to persevere.

I am so grateful for all God has taught me during my journey the past few years. I have never felt Gods redemption and transformation more in my life than I have since our son went to heaven. These words have taken on meaning now. They aren’t just words in the Bible we are suppose to know and do as Christians.

I have understood for a long time that Christ died for us on the cross and if we believe in Him we are saved. Ultimately meaning…when we die we get to go to heaven and live there with God. After out son died, I knew he was in heaven because I had been with him the day he had come back to the Lord. Which to me, looking back to that moment in time…was God’s way of showing His love for me. That He allowed me to be with our son so that I knew without a shadow of doubt…that Benton was in heaven. But also….it brought a whole new reality to the importance of having God on our side. And the hope we have because we can say…”I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever”. (Psalms 23:6) I am foremost grateful I am a believer…and that our son is a believer. I use the present tense because I do believe our son is alive and well in heaven. Looking towards heaven and heavenly things is what I believe got me through my early days of deep grief.

I am also grateful for my new way of seeing things. Before I saw through distorted glasses but now I see life’s truth more clearly. I have more empathy and sympathy for my friends and their losses here on earth like I never could before. I now know first hand many of the thoughts and feelings people have during grief. And as time presents itself I can show them the scriptures that God gave me to get me through those confusing days. Scripture brought me back to His light and keeps bringing me back to His light.

I will leave yall today with some scripture that was shown us from a very unlikely person. My husband worked for an Israeli company at the time and his boss sent us a typed letter of sympathy. In it included this:

Though you have made me see troubles, many and bitter, you will restore my life again; from the depths of the earth you will again bring me up. You will increase my honor and comfort me once again. Psalm 71: 20-21

This man wasn’t a believer in Jesus…and even though he came from a very religious Jewish family he had rejected his faith. But yet, when we needed these verses…my husbands boss sent them to us in a letter. God sent them to us in a letter…..

Shari