Time

Four years ago today.

It seems like both yesterday and 100 years ago.

Time moves me, minute by minute, away from those years of having her. Away from those awful days of losing her.

Time doesn’t erase the memories. I hold them safely inside of me and bring them out when I am thankful or sad or brave enough. I’m not one to remember events in detail but I do remember the truth and beauty of her life.

Marissa is always with me.

My daughter had surgery this week, and even though it was all new and frightening to her, because of pandemic restrictions she was mostly alone. Afterward, she recounted that while waiting for surgery, she imagined that Marissa came and sat with her. Gave her words of encouragement. Comforted and calmed her.

Seemed as real as her breathing in and out.

Imagination or a ministering spirit? I only know that she was beautifully at peace.

And I recognize the Author of peace and His ability to provide it to all His little children in whatever ways are best.

Time is one of those ministers.

God intends us to move on and we do. We couldn’t stand long under those first crashing waves of grief anyway.

We gradually move to calmer waters. Not to the absence of grief but to an easing of soul, to an eternal perspective. We still have our own journey to complete, our own path to walk. When the waves increase, we steady ourselves on the Rock. We shout yes and amen to all of His promises. We keep our eyes on that distant shore.

Because time keeps moving us away from last words, last touch, last sight. Time is fading the photos and the memories. Time keeps taking us to places and experiences without her in them.

Time just moves on relentlessly.

But it has become more friend than enemy. Because as we walk forward, we have the assurance that time is also moving us closer to home. Closer to the finish line. Closer to the place prepared for us.

Time just moves us closer to seeing her again.

Amen. It is so.

For all the promises of God find their Yes in him. That is why it is through him that we utter our Amen to God for his glory. 2 Corinthians 1:20

And the world is passing away along with its desires, but whoever does the will of God abides forever. 1 John 2:17

For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted; a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance. Ecclesiastes 3:1-7

7 thoughts on “Time

  1. So comforting–thank you! “My word that proceeds from My mouth will not return to Me empty, but it will accomplish what I please, and it will prosper where I send it. You will indeed go out with joy and be led forth in PEACE…” Is 55:11,12

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  2. Thank you for sharing. Seems each time you share, it has an encouraging word or situation that I needed. God is faithful! ALWAYS!
    T H A N K. Y O U !

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  3. Thank you so much for sharing this with us. It is encouraging and strengthening and puts things in the perspective of Eternity, while addressing the realities of our temporary journey on Earth when loved ones go Home to be with Jesus. We carry on in His strength because He is carrying us. Always true and faithful! Praying the Lord continues to pour out His comfort and blessings on your family!

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  4. As I thought about Marissa while reading this, I realized that I always picture her the way she was at my dining room table…young, vibrant, fresh with life ahead of her…no hint of the struggle to come. And then, I realized she is forever young to all of us. She will not experience the trials that are surely ahead for our ungodly nation. She has no tears. She is free. What a comfort to know that those of us who love Christ and have Him as our LORD will also be free someday…and how convicting to know we MUST boldly spread that Good News to others. Time is short. Thank you, Colleen, for always putting our daily walk in a Christ-honoring perspective.

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    • Selena, more and more I am remembering her before cancer. And imagining what she must be now in the presence of her Savior. Thankful for every grace that helps us walk this short time faithfully before we join her. Thanks for your encouragement. Praying for you!

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