The mortuary that took care of my mom held a memorial service right
before Christmas 2014 for those who lost someone during the year. Before we lit
candles in memory of our loved ones, one of the presiding ministers told a
story that touched my heart and instilled a sense of hope.
One night a father asked his young son to retrieve the well at the far end of their property. It was dark, and the son was frightened. The father told the boy to hold the bucket in one hand and a lantern in the other and continue walking until he reached the end of the light. The son did as instructed, and before he knew it, he reached the well safely because the light never ended. He filled the bucket, turned around, and returned home, no longer afraid.
We are all faced with darkness in our lives, but as long as we hold on to God through faith, we will never reach the end of His loving light ... a light that shines over us with not only His love but of those we lost as well.
One night a father asked his young son to retrieve the well at the far end of their property. It was dark, and the son was frightened. The father told the boy to hold the bucket in one hand and a lantern in the other and continue walking until he reached the end of the light. The son did as instructed, and before he knew it, he reached the well safely because the light never ended. He filled the bucket, turned around, and returned home, no longer afraid.
We are all faced with darkness in our lives, but as long as we hold on to God through faith, we will never reach the end of His loving light ... a light that shines over us with not only His love but of those we lost as well.
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