From today’s first reading,
“In this you rejoice, although now for a little while you may have to suffer through various trials, so that the genuineness of your faith, more precious than gold that is perishable even though tested by fire, may prove to be for praise, glory and honour at the revelation of Jesus Christ.” (1 Peter 1:3-9)
Sometimes life seems to give you an unfair amount of trials. I was hoping that life was finally going to slow down into some sort of normalcy. Sadly, David’s father, Sylvester Moyer, died on February 17th. He did not suffer long, which was a great blessing, but we were not prepared for death to come so quickly. He was admitted to hospital on a Sunday evening. We visited him on Monday afternoon and he was gone shortly before midnight.
The last two weeks have been a blur. I looked on the calendar just now to see how many days have passed. He died just two weeks ago today but it seems like forever ago. The Moyers are a big clan. Our days have been filled with family visits; crying one minute, laughing at the happy memories the next.
David and I have been blessed to have all four parents with us until now. Our children reached adulthood with four grand-parents. The loss has been hard on us all, yet we have been overwhelmed with the outpouring of love and support for the entire family.
Death nudges us into deep moments. I know there is wisdom to be discovered in these moments, but the wisdom will have to wait. For now, we just need time to enter into the deepness of it all…