Today consisted largely of two things.
A great time with the Directors of Crossroads.
And a privileged time ministering to attendees of Crossroads.
Early today the Directors met to do what we always do, evaluate what we've done recently, to look ahead at the dreams and goals that we will be holding before the staff and congregation in weeks to come and finally, to hear updates on each area of the ministry that we oversee. New things and old things, good things and bad things, problems and solutions, never settling for where we are.
The second half of our day was ministering to 3 families that are suffering great loss this week.
One dear friend lost her father and the second lost a brother. While we were on our way to deliver food for the first funeral service meal, a 3rd dear Crossroads gentleman passed away, so I dropped my husband off to care for that family and went on myself to deliver food to the first friend.
As I drove away from the home of the man who had passed just minutes before we arrived, I became completely overwhelmed with the realization that literally moments before we pulled in that drive, that dear man walked into the very presence of Almighty God. I have never felt that way before. I didn't see anything, didn't hear anything - and yet that realization washed over me in an almost physical way. I felt a longing to know what he knows and for my faith to be made site as his is. It was almost a jealousy I felt that George was with the King of Kings and I was still here.
Ministering to those who have experienced loss is one of the most amazing opportunities we get in this life. My husband is teaching me that with his quiet, servant's heart. And as I follow him into one family's loss after another, I feel I see the heart of God more and more clearly with each stop we make.
Each stop just minutes, or hours or days away from the throne of God...