Today began with a beautiful sunny and frosty morning.
I had to head over to town, so I took a couple of photos while I was there... just because that's what bloggers do, isn't it?
Lews Castle, and...
In all the beauty of the day, my heart was heavy. Today in Ness, the funeral of a 16 year old boy was taking place here.
After the church service, the cars all passed our house on their way to the cemetery. Over a hundred cars went in past us. It was a beautiful late afternoon, but for those who were mourning the loss of their son, their brother, their grandson, their friend, I doubt they saw much beauty around them.
My heart is so heavy tonight. I weep for the boy. On a human level, I weep for his mother... I keep wondering, How? How does a mother lay her son's body in a grave? Oh, the pain of letting him go.
Teach us, Lord to number our days.
This was posted to my Facebook wall today:
What a blessing death is to those for whom it is but the opening of the gate into the presence of our Saviour. But, oh, what a dread, if we have lived our lives without Christ, and are being ushered into a Christless eternity.
"Seek the Lord while He may be found; call upon Him while He is near."