I sit here staring at the horizon wondering what you are doing now. Are you bowing at the feet of Jesus? Are you worshipping the way you used to worship? Are you walking around heaven? Are you conversing with Christ, probably about us? Are you well?
This marks the second year daddy, since you made it into the arms of the Lord.
It’s hard to say what you are doing now daddy, but all I know is that you are home. You were but a sojourner here, just like we all are, you are home now. Dancing on the streets of gold, enjoying the newness of your life.
Despite that assurance, our hearts still miss you. We still miss you daddy. There’s not a single day that passes without you being in our day to day conversations. You are still dearly loved daddy.
The pain lingers, there are still dark sides of the roses planted at your grave, but His grace has been greater. Greater than our pain, our sorrow, our fears, the void, the loneliness, the brokenness, the voices of doubt and hopelessness, so sufficiently enough than we ever thought.
Christ has kept us, comforted us, bound our wounds, patched our broken hearts, restored our parched souls and refilled our spirits.
He has been our balm to our scarred hearts. He continues to wipe our tears. He continues to fill our mouths with praises.
He has been the lifter of our heads.
This calm glassy sea, reminds me of the promises of Christ to us, more so to me, that after all is said and done, we will join you at home. At the feet of Jesus.
For now, I got to apply wisdom to my days, pressing ahead of joy set at hand…You got your crown, you are at home daddy, am working to be crowned too, remaining faithful to Christ’s assignment to me.
Someday, we will worship Christ together again…at the feet of the one you lead and taught me about, Jesus Christ our beautifier.