Today I will attend the funeral of a woman who had just begun the journey into her 20's.
The timing of this funeral feels unfair.
Decades too soon to bury this young body.
But, Grace survives.
Her soul survives and lives. And rests.
Thankful for God's promise that one day is like that of one thousand.
Her thousand days are just beginning.
Grief is real, but even in the midst of it,
God will take care of the ones who loved this beautiful soul.
Goodnight sweet woman.
Good morning child of God.
