Yesterday I received news that the wife of one of the volunteers at the nonprofit where I work, who I also consider a friend, had died on Monday of pancreatic cancer, only 35 days from diagnosis.
My heart was heavy, sad for the pain she had suffered and the loss he was now feeling.
But two different people made the same comment that caused me to turn my thinking around.
Instead of feeling sorry, they both said we should be happy, envious even, because now she was with Jesus in heaven, which is our ultimate goal anyway.
That does not erase the hurt of losing a loved one, but it does change my perspective a bit. He stopped by yesterday also, and seeing the strength of his face and his positive demeanor let me know he felt the same way. In spite of his loss, he was rejoicing that she was home now.