Saturday, March 17, 2012

Celebrating Emily


I'd been praying all afternoon, all evening, all night. 
The kind of prayer that just pours out of a desperate heart.
Prayer for healing. 
Practically begging Him not to take her from us. 
My heart sunk when Ali's name came up on my phone late that night. 
Voice shaking, I answered, already knowing what I was about to hear.
I knew, but those words still felt like a punch in the gut.


Emily was a blessing to every person she came in contact with. She was passionate, beautiful, genuine, caring, generous, hilarious, joyful, and full of life. She lived and loved whole-heartedly, and beckoned us to do the same. 

My heart still aches.
My eyes still burn with tears.
I see her every time I close my eyes.
I can still hear her voice.
I would give anything for just one more moment with her.
I really miss her. 

But what a blessing to have called her friend.
What a blessing to have been loved by her.
What a blessing to get to honor her memory with my life. 
             May I love like Emily did - like Christ. 

My heart hurts. And yet, even in this, I stand and proclaim that the Lord is good. He is good not in spite of this, but in and through this. He is as good today as He was the day before we lost Emily, as good as He'll be tomorrow and the next day; His goodness is not circumstantial, it is character. 
Emily knew that, and would want us to bask in that goodness. Especially now.




In these bodies we will live, and in these bodies we will die. 
And where you invest your love, you invest your life.
Awake my soul,
Awake my soul,
Awake my soul,
For you were made to meet your maker. 
You were made to meet your maker.


May your souls be awakened, awakened to your Maker. 



This is exactly how I will remember Emily - beautiful, glowing, and that infectious smile.

 
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