When I arrived at the private, family graveside service, my shy side wanted to control me, and I had a quick decision to make. I could either retreat into the quiet, comfortable place inside of me, or I could step out, and engage . In the seconds that I had to process, I knew that shyness would lead to regret, in this situation. As I opened my mind to the idea of engaging, I felt a surge of the Holy Spirit empowering me to outwardly love on all of my family members. I felt a sense of purpose that came directly from God. It was like emerging from a cocoon. These lives that were intricately connected, but separated by miles, and careers, and new families, were together again. It was beautiful!
Throughout the day, I realized how much all of us needed to feel a sense of belonging with our family. We needed each other - I sensed it and so did many others. It was an amazing feeling! To look upon people who seem like strangers, and to feel a deep sense of connection is energizing, and freeing, and Godly. As I am processing, I am seeing that our connection is God-driven and God-honoring. By engaging with one another, we are allowing God to freely move - individually and corporately.
The cemetery was gorgeous and weather was perfect that morning. I tangibly felt God blessing the family. I sensed Grandpa's presence, and his proud approval of this gathering. We were the people he'd invested in for so many years. When his health was failing, we were the people he continuously prayed for every morning. In his final hours, we were the people he most wanted to see in person and speak with over the phone. We were special.
The sense of love and belonging was strong that morning at the graveside, and throughout the day and night. I did not want the feeling to evaporate....
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