Yesterday my family attended a memorial service held by research for life. My husband died a year ago this month. As I sat there listening to family members short eulogies of their passed love one, I thought this truly is a celebration of the lives that have gone on to eternity with God. I noticed we all hold onto the happy, loving , good times of our lives shared with our loved ones, regardless of how hard the journey was in life with them. I think God gives us that gift. Sure I knew who my husband was, he was a grouch, a demanding controlling man, he was greedy at times and abusive in so many ways. But now after a year of him being gone, when I think of him and our lives together, my minds eye only see's the happiest of times, the times where we traveled and laughed together the times when he was generous beyond words to me and others.
It feels to me as if I am left with the memories of the man God intended him to be, not the sinful soul that we all have in us. I am so very thankful for that gift.
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