Mrs. Martha...

It wasn't an easy day.  But it was a precious day.  When Mrs. Martha's family called last weekend and asked if I would play piano for her funeral, I was deeply touched.  Mrs. Martha, Mr. John and all of their family have been special to us since we moved here twenty-two years ago.  Although we were saddened to hear that Mrs. Martha was gone, we were at peace knowing that she was no longer struggling with Alzheimer's Disease...and that she is now in a place of no more pain, disease, sadness or tears.  So it was a privilege to honor Mrs. Martha, and her family, by simply playing piano for them at this very moving time in their lives.

Yet, as we left the service today, I felt encouraged.  In the middle of this family's grief, they were ministering to everyone who attended the service.  They exhibited authentic love, faith, gratitude, hope, peace, compassion, kindness and joy.  They celebrated Mrs. Martha's life...on earth...and now in the Presence of God for eternity.  Stories were shared with laughter, tears, lessons learned and memories to treasure.  

Today I saw hope shining even in the darkest hour.  I saw love extended in the middle of grief.  I saw compassion in the middle of heartache.  I saw peace in the middle of loss. I saw faith in the middle of sadness.  I saw joy in past, present and future circumstances.  I saw a family living with love for God, for each other and for their community.  

It wasn't an easy day.  But it was a precious day.  I am grateful for this family who taught many of us that each day...even the tough days...are opportunities to love living...and live loving.  We love you, Mrs. Martha.  Give Mr. John a hug for us.  We love you both and we will see you soon.<3~thl