Today was a sad, purple day.
( a sentiment obviously not well-reflected in the photo below)
Today was Kaylee Hope's memorial service.
( a sentiment obviously not well-reflected in the photo below)
Today was Kaylee Hope's memorial service.
I've never seen so many people wearing purple - and not tosupport of a sports team like the Vikings. It was endearing.
No one looks forward to funerals or memorial services. Duh.
I'm a cry-er. I will freely admit that. Though I don't have children,
I can imagine the pain the Joey and Jamie feel - at least in some way.
Today hurt me. Therefore, I cannot imagine how they hurt.
I was humbled and comforted by the sea of purple honoring Kaylee.
And I appreciated the pastor's message, very clearly stating
the gospel message. After all, that's what it's all about.
Even in the face of death (or maybe especially in the face of death)
the gospel of Jesus is a bright beacon of hope.
While we struggle with brokenness and sin here on earth,
we - as believers and followers of Jesus - have the promise
of a fulfilled, grand whole picture of eternity with the Lord.
It's unfair that Joey and Jamie have to experience this loss.
My heart aches for them; I am often without words.
My prayer has been and will continue to be that the Lord will
show His faithfulness in the coming hours, days, weeks,
months and years so that Kaylee's short but sweet life
would be yet another avenue for the Whites to know the love,
steadfastness and awesome power of their Lord and Savior.
I'm positive that praying that over them will mean that
they experience the awesome power of God in the comfort of
friends and family, who rise up as the body of Christ.
I'm confident that the Lord will be their unfailing rock
and refuge, unlike any friend or family member can be -
though I know He uses those around us to minister to us.
Yes, my soul, find rest in God;
my hope comes from him.
Truly he is my rock and my salvation;
he is my fortress, I will not be shaken.
My salvation and my honor depend on God;
he is my mighty rock, my refuge.
Trust in him at all times, you people;
pour out your hearts to him, for God is our refuge.
- Psalm 62: 5-8
I'm a cry-er. I will freely admit that. Though I don't have children,
I can imagine the pain the Joey and Jamie feel - at least in some way.
Today hurt me. Therefore, I cannot imagine how they hurt.
I was humbled and comforted by the sea of purple honoring Kaylee.
And I appreciated the pastor's message, very clearly stating
the gospel message. After all, that's what it's all about.
Even in the face of death (or maybe especially in the face of death)
the gospel of Jesus is a bright beacon of hope.
While we struggle with brokenness and sin here on earth,
we - as believers and followers of Jesus - have the promise
of a fulfilled, grand whole picture of eternity with the Lord.
It's unfair that Joey and Jamie have to experience this loss.
My heart aches for them; I am often without words.
My prayer has been and will continue to be that the Lord will
show His faithfulness in the coming hours, days, weeks,
months and years so that Kaylee's short but sweet life
would be yet another avenue for the Whites to know the love,
steadfastness and awesome power of their Lord and Savior.
I'm positive that praying that over them will mean that
they experience the awesome power of God in the comfort of
friends and family, who rise up as the body of Christ.
I'm confident that the Lord will be their unfailing rock
and refuge, unlike any friend or family member can be -
though I know He uses those around us to minister to us.
Yes, my soul, find rest in God;
my hope comes from him.
Truly he is my rock and my salvation;
he is my fortress, I will not be shaken.
My salvation and my honor depend on God;
he is my mighty rock, my refuge.
Trust in him at all times, you people;
pour out your hearts to him, for God is our refuge.
- Psalm 62: 5-8
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