Wednesday, February 3, 2021

Groundhog Day Revisited

Never thought I would dread to see a fun day like the American Groundhog Day come around. It's a crazy, but harmless, tradition, based on folklore, that tries to predict the length of our remaining winter by whether a groundhog sees his shadow when he emerges from his wintry home.

For me, however, it now holds a three-year memory as the day of my husband Dean's passing. Yes, we lost him three years ago now in 2018, and there is little pleasure for me in the day, except for one thing. Someday this "winter" we're in will end, and I'll see him again in heaven.

A friend sent me a fascinating booklet recently that reinforced my understanding of death from a biblical standpoint. I was reading it just last night, and it was comforting to know that Dean is asleep, resting in the grave, waiting for the Resurrection at the Second Coming of Jesus.

As our tired, old bodies begin to wear out at the end of life, it's nice that God allows us such a delightful, needed sleep before the "party" begins at the Marriage Feast of the Lamb in heaven. Yes, Dean is resting in peace, and so am I, for the greatest family reunion of all time is coming soon. And we'll get there together! Comforting words indeed...

1 Thessalonians 4:17, 18


Here's what Dean may look like in heaven. Many of our friends won't recognize him "in his prime".



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