Comforted

On Ron's special day, we talked about what a great guy he was. We shared memories with one another. Then we all ate birthday cake. Yes, you heard right. I ordered ten birthday cakes from Costco. They said “Welcome Home.” After all, we were celebrating the day Ron went to be with Jesus.

Ron thoroughly disliked 'funeral' food. Musty tuna salad with mayo and pickles, ham chopped up beyond recognition, egg salad without onion, and phoney turkey made him leery. He would say, “There's hardly ever a decent roast beef sandwich in the lot.” And there hardly ever was!

Of course, there are always squares. Diabetics don't eat squares. You can see why he often talked of a Wendy's burger after these occasions. In fact after many a funeral, we stopped there for what we call an Afi (Ah-Vee-Icelandic for Grandfather) Burger. That’s a number two with fries and a Fresca.

After Ron’s celebration, we all went home. I guess most everyone chatted on the way. They likely discussed how awful the food, how great the music, and how maudlin the family speeches. But I drove home in lonely silence toward a lonely home.

Yet to my surprise, I found I was alone but not lonely. 

John 14:16- And I will ask the Father, and He will give you another Comforter (Counsellor, Helper, Intercessor, Advocate, Strengthener, and Standby), that He may remain with you forever—(AMP)

John 16:7- However, I am telling you nothing but the truth when I say it is profitable (good, expedient, advantageous) for you that I go away. Because if I do not go away, the Comforter (Counsellor, Helper, Advocate, Intercessor, Strengthener, Standby) will not come to you [into close fellowship with you]; but if I go away, I will send Him to you [to be in close fellowship with you]. (AMP)

Prayer: Lord, thank you for your Holy Spirit, A Comforter who really does comfort. Amen