In the Light of Letting Go...

Ps.145:10-14 The Lord is good to all;he has compassion on all he has made.10 All your works praise you, Lord;your faithful people extol you.11 They tell of the glory of your kingdomand speak of your might,12 so that all people may know of your mighty actsand the glorious splendor of your kingdom.13 Your kingdom is an everlasting kingdom,and your dominion endures through all generations.The Lord is trustworthy in all he promisesand faithful in all he does.[]14 The Lord upholds all who falland lifts up all who are bowed down... (Read the whole glorious chapter ) The road to life's highlights runsrife with anticipation The road from;with fond memories We spent a special weekend with some old and some new friends;a weekend eagerly anticipated for some weeks then BLINK! and it's over!Whether its outings, or a simple meal or seasons, as gifts of earthly pleasure slip through our bearingas we touch, taste and treasure, while ever growing older we learn to expect and even cherishthe bittersweet pangs of letting gothat are bound to follow the embrace!These bittersweet pangs hide in beaming pink peony-pom-poms, ...soon felled in growing children and grandchildrenand in every fond fellowship/relationship God grants with people or nature!Love imparts in profound measure, both pleasure and pain! ...like the pleasure of anticipating ice-creamto celebrate the first day of summerbefore the pain of disappointment.Sorry guys!The ice-cream shop is closed! (we were informed of the closure ahead of this photo buthad to make sure) 😅 to respect privacy I won't share the kind of photos from the weekend most people most enjoy...of people!but here are a few other pleasure-treasures. Blue-heron dusk primping-routine Canada geese on a leisurely paddle... Sunset 'ride' on The Big Chute (photo is the the boat ahead of us) The chute is lowered into the water till boat/boats are properly boarded then the chute via cables lifts the boats over the highway and lowers them into the water on the other side! Summer's fresco White Falls... ...and a poem-memento to remember to treasure what we holdall the more because of the letting go! Love imparts in profound measure, portions of pleasure and pain  As hearts overflow with treasure only farewells can sustainNothing in life lasts forever; tears and laughter ebb and flow  As we learn to love with fervor, in the light of letting go Brave the fleeting bliss of flowers in spite of the kiss that waits Like a seal on Bygone's Bowers brimming with Delight's licked plates Let the music of love's moments rush the soul with holy 'ooh'    For Love spills a sweeter cadence in the light of letting go Love imparts with raw precision climaxes of joy and grief Suturing heartache's incision, bud by bud and leaf by leaf Meanwhile drawing ever nearer Heaven's reassuring glow While love's holding grows much dearer in the light of letting go © Janet Martin I went in search of an oldie hymn (Lyrics below) this morning as I pondered the weekend and shed some tearsand prayed some prayers esp. for my brother-in-law and also friends who have bid (some very unexpected) farewells to their spouses in the past year,and are suffering love's ultimate earthly letting go, no longer able share both love's profound pleasure or pain!! Parting HandAuthor Anonymous 1 My dearest friends, in bonds of love,Our hearts in sweetest union prove;Your friendship's like a drawing band,Yet we must take the parting hand.Your presence sweet, your union dear,Your words delightful to my ear;And when I see that we must part,You draw like cords around my heart. 2 How sweet the hours have passed away,When we have met to sing and pray;How loath I've been to leave the placeWhere Jesus shows His smiling face.Oh, could I stay with friends so kind,How would it cheer my struggling mind!But duty makes me understandThat we must take the parting hand. 3 And since it is God's holy will,We must be parted for awhile,In sweet submission all in one,We'll say, "Our Father's will be done."Dear fellow youth in Christian ties,Who seek for mansions in the skies,Fight on, you'll win the happy shore,Where parting hands are known no more. 4 How oft I've seen the flowing tears,And heard you tell your hopes and fears;Your hearts with love have seemed to flame,Which makes me hope we'll meet again.Ye mourning souls, in sad surprise,Jesus remembers all your cries;Oh, taste His grace, in all that landWe'll no more take the parting hand.