“For I delivered to you first of all that which I also received: that Christ died for our sins according to the Scriptures, and that He was buried, and that He rose again the third day according to the Scriptures.”
1 Corinthians 15:3-4
I go there every week or so, make sure everything is in order at the spot we picked some years ago, check the flowers and replace them if necessary. I do not spend a lot time there, but I usually shed a few tears and leave, saying as I depart: “See you soon Honey!” I know she is not there, and I truly doubt that God allows her to see the mixed up mess that exists down here as “wars and rumors of wars” engulf our world and the battle-field that currently embraces our own political arena.
She oft shared her early days in music. The concerts, the service-men centers, the radio broadcasts, and when the sirens would blow and her class quickly went to the basement of the school, she would play and they would all sing. Much patriotic music filled the air along with many of the old fashioned songs that her father taught her as he whistled many from his youth.
Unless I brought up the subject, she would not bring up the subject of her abilities. With “perfect pitch” she would hear a bird sing and she might comment that the note was a “perfect” one. She would listen to someone singing; especially some old timer who should have called it quits a long time ago, and quietly say to me, “he/she finally found their note.”
When we married, she did not know how to cook, but she learned and became an excellent cook. It was not her fault that she never learned; her mother did not allow her to cook. It was practice, practice, daily. She was an excellent mother, housewife and wife. We spent 59 years together before God called her home. She devoted herself to apply the Word of God to every facet of her life and our relationship, from the day we first met, dated, and married.
While that grave-site holds what remains of her body, it constantly reminds me of the relationship we enjoyed and the certainty that were long, we will see each other again. However, I have little concept of what that spiritual and glorified body will look like. I have observed God’s creation down here and even in its cursed state it is marvelous, and I rest that beyond will be even better. Read 1 Corinthians 15:3 and what follows:
“For I delivered to you as of first importance what I also received, that Christ died for our sins according to the Scripture, and that He was buried and that He was raised on the third day according to the Scriptures,”. Life–Eternal Life.
He, Jesus, is no longer in the grave. And though Patsy’s body is in the grave, her presence is with Jesus. You can be sure that His resurrection guarantees my resurrection and it won’t be long now!