I have finally found peace.
by Kathryn Hacker
I wrote earlier this week in such pain about the loss of my father five years ago. Since that day I have written and prayed.
I looked back at what I first wrote and the story of Lazarus stood out to me. I had added that myself to his funeral ceremony, but I seemed to have forgotten the story in my grief. I began reading the Bible again and rereading the story of Lazarus, Mary, and Martha. Now the meaning of story came tumbling at me. "If you believe in me you shall not die...." Reading and reading this finally brought me peace.
My father is not physically with me, but he is above me in Heaven and looking down on me.
God Bless my Father and my father.