ANOTHER LITTLE TRIP
As I think back over this year, it has been a year with too many funerals, memorial services and sad losses. Part of it is just the age my dearest and I are at. Friends and family our age and older have passed away. Then there are the services we don't understand. The funeral of a young person, or a dad that hasn't had time to enjoy his grandchildren. So as I type this post, we are packing our suitcases for yet another memorial service. My dear and lifelong friend Kris and her husband have lost a son. And we grieve and hurt with them. Yet we do not grieve as those who have no hope. We know where Dusty is. Enjoying the bliss of heaven, and we too will join him some day. I know we are not alone. Everyone I talk to has similar losses and hurts. When Job took his case before God, instead of answers, God ask him a dozen questions? Who flung the stars in space and named everyone? Who tells the oceans wher...