Sweet, sweet Saviour

This past week has been very difficult. Monday, I found out that my cousin has breast cancer- the more aggressive kind. This morning, when we came to church, we heard first thing that someone we knew, a young woman, died suddenly this past Friday. She was a beautiful woman, soft spoken, gentle, with a kind spirit. They said it was either a heart attack or an aneurysm. I saw the sadness in every face there... Sorrow fills my heart... 'tis so sweet to trust in Jesus, just to take Him at His Word, ... precious Jesus , Savior, Friend... and I know that Thou art with me , will be with me to the end'...I was walking my dog today. Such a buddy he is! It was cold, darkening, snowing.. we went behind the railway, our favorite spot. It's beautiful there. Quiet and open fields for running or shouting or singing. I felt the cold on my face, the sky was graying, the sun had just set. My friend doesn't feel the cold. She is flying on the wind. She is being carried by the wind. It's taking her to the place where God is. She doesn't see the gray of the sky. She doesn't see dark. She sees the glory of heaven. The sweet, sweet face of Jesus. She smells the aroma of heaven. I smelt that aroma today. In the truck, as we were driving. And I thought, could it be, did she see my tears today? Did her angel leave this scent for me to smell?... I saw my cousin leading the singing today. I am not that brave. I would be crying at home. But she sang with joy on her face. The whole church sang with strength and conviction. It was beautiful! I think the roof lifted a bit. I think our Saviour had His arms wrapped around us. We have such a sweet faith. We have a faith that gives us strength and joy in the midst of death and sickness... 'precious Jesus, Saviour, Friend... will be with me to the end'...