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A Simple Life, a Childlike Faith

As many of you know, my husband died almost two months ago.  We had been married for 49 years.  It had been almost a decade since his first stroke.  I knew each time I left the house that when I came home, he could be gone.  Every time I passed his bedroom, I checked to be sure that he was still with me. Yet, like most couples who live with this reality, our lives together grew closer and sweeter, rather than separate and bitter.

Three weeks after his death, we had Camp Agape, which is our annual spiritual retreat with our Special Gathering members.  I cannot tell you much this spiritual retreat coupled with exhaustive work and relaxing fun healed me.  Special Gathering members are the most loving, caring people in the world.

This past month has been a sober time of remembering and throwing away.  I’ve thrown away and distributed Frank’s clothes and possessions.  Additionally, I’ve sorted through my life to discard the things which have held me back from totally giving myself to Christ.  This process brought more healing for me.

I am also deeply grateful for the love that has been shown to me and my family.  The flowers, donations to Special Gathering, cards, food and gifts have been treasures that we will remember all of our lives.  The many simple acts of gentle kindness have made me realize how much expressions of love can bring healing to those who grieve.  I will never again underestimate the importance of a card or a phone call.

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