While God Works Together For Good...

Lucy's love for bikes is evident in her home décor... Wall print cushion... door-knob-bling... Rom.8:28And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God,to those who are the called according to His purpose. The above reference is printed on a chalk board in my sister's Lucy's kitchen,in the wake of her death; a chalkboard that always held a favourite quote, bible verse or nugget of wisdom... Today marks one month since her passing 💔🙏mentioned   )The break turned out shorter than I thought it would.I guess poetry is how I process life...and death Yesterday our church family, along with extended family and friendslaid to rest a dear brother, age 60, our care pastor, as well as a husband, dad and grandpa who, only a few weeks previously, was diagnosed with cancer...'life seems a blur of tears, prayers and indescribable comfort'I texted my sister this morning as we remembered the one month markof Lucy's sudden departure!(my brother-in-law/ Lucy's husband, said, 'it feels like yesterday and a lifetime ago') ...exactly!! Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.Matt. 5:4 Through the truth in the above verse, we are being incomprehensibly blessed ***We do not understand the good that oft wears grief’s disguiseLord, help us trust Thy hand that could have stayed the test that triesBut did not; help us yield our heart with ‘not my will but Thine’While we behold the bitter part logic cannot define While You work together for good the brokenness of dreamsAnd wills, and love misunderstood where mercy’s tide still streamsAnd works in ways foreign to us, oft ruled by what we seeOh Lord, our God help us to trust the hope we have in Thee …while you work together for good beyond most noble thoughtThy purpose, when Thy Hand that could have spared Thee, but did notYou loved, obedient to death (even death on a cross)Then, help us, with each gifted breath to humbly suffer loss While You work together for good this life’s troubles, oh GodHelp us to not despise the rude appearance of Thy rodBut help us trust in Thee, without explanation’s demandsAs we surrender every doubt into Thy nail-scarred hands While You work together for good that which seems crueltyWhile through the power of Your blood, hope abides faithfullyThrough every circumstance unkind, while love and mercy pour/roarHelp us, with heart, soul, strength and mind to trust you more and more © Janet Martin I spend one day a week with my mother-in-law.This afternoon while she snoozed I read throughthe memories shared in this book by Lucy's friends and family,(so touching and precious) Until today, I just couldn't collect my thoughts enough to attempt writing anythingToday I tried...this is the last bit.'Oh, how I miss her'