A man had a little daughter - an only and much-beloved child.
He lived for her - she was his life.
So when she became ill and her illness resisted the efforts of them best obtainable physicians, he became like a man possessed, moving heaven and earth to bring about her restoration to health.
His best efforts proved unavailing and the child died.
The father was totally irreconcilable.
He became a bitter recluse, shutting himself away from his many friends and refusing every activity that might restore his poise and bring him back to his normal self.
But one night he had a dream.
He was in Heaven, and was witnessing a grand pageant of the entire little child angels.
They were marching in an apparently endless line past the Great White Throne.
Every white-robed angelic child carried a candle.
He noticed that one child's candle was not lighted.
Then he saw that the child with the dark candle was his own little girl.
Rushing to her, while the pageant faltered, he seized her in his arms, caressed her tenderly, and then asked: "How is it, darling that your candle alone is unlighted?"
"Father, they often re-light it, but your tears always put it out."
Just then he awoke from his dream.
The lesson was crystal clear, and its effects were immediate.
From that hour on he was not a recluse, but mingled freely and cheerfully with his former friends and associates.
No longer would his darling's candle be extinguished by his useless tears.
"For You have delivered my soul from death. Have you not kept my feet from falling, That I may walk before God In the LIGHT of the living ?" (Psalms 56:13NKJ)
Jesus Loves You!
Monday, July 7, 2008
Sunday, July 6, 2008
#103 To Eternity & Beyond
I just binged on food.
Oops.
On the other hand, I'm feeling much better. After all, my thoughts were centred around two things:
1. Where does Granny go after she passes away?
- My cousins & I prayed for her salvation in Spirit and we believe that God has mercy and forgiveness. Perhaps through me by extension some miracle will happen. Either way I have no right, no say and no power. So there is no point worrying. (As per Puppy's previous tag).
2. How to cope with Granny's departure?
- She's in a better place (I believe) than having needles and wires poked into her, having to struggle to breathe, to survive, to fight a losing battle at her age. I centre this point upon the first; first and foremost is her well-being. My emotions will take second place since they have no bearing upon the future (in the sense that I cannot change anything).
Though I still miss her and think about the past, that remains as a beautiful memory to keep in my heart.
I am now terribly tired and mentally splintered but it will all return to normal when I get more rest. Just couldn't get enough sleep. Procession's going on later; She will be cremated and her niche be placed in the temple.
Oops.
On the other hand, I'm feeling much better. After all, my thoughts were centred around two things:
1. Where does Granny go after she passes away?
- My cousins & I prayed for her salvation in Spirit and we believe that God has mercy and forgiveness. Perhaps through me by extension some miracle will happen. Either way I have no right, no say and no power. So there is no point worrying. (As per Puppy's previous tag).
2. How to cope with Granny's departure?
- She's in a better place (I believe) than having needles and wires poked into her, having to struggle to breathe, to survive, to fight a losing battle at her age. I centre this point upon the first; first and foremost is her well-being. My emotions will take second place since they have no bearing upon the future (in the sense that I cannot change anything).
Though I still miss her and think about the past, that remains as a beautiful memory to keep in my heart.
I am now terribly tired and mentally splintered but it will all return to normal when I get more rest. Just couldn't get enough sleep. Procession's going on later; She will be cremated and her niche be placed in the temple.
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