I’m writing thank you notes for the love and mercy poured out on Norm and I over the last eight months. I am overwhelmed and find myself in tears. I know that Norm didn’t know how much he was loved. But I know he commented about being overwhelmed by it.
I know that we all get busy with life and it takes a tragedy or a death to shake us out of our complacency to get us to make that phone call, write a letter or send an email or text to let someone know we care. I get it, I am a procrastinator par excellence.
I want to challenge you to contact a friend or family member who has been on your mind…today. Let them know you care, today. I know all to well, tomorrow may be too late.
I am thankful for the overwhelming love poured out for us during this trial.
I pray that this lesson of showing love to others is carried out in my life, for the rest of my life.
I rejoice that God is love and because of him, we are able to truly love.
Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering, for he who promised is faithful; and let us consider how to stimulate one another to love and good deeds, not forsaking our own assembling together, as is the habit of some, but encouraging one another; and all the more as we see the day drawing near. Hebrews 10:23-25
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