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On
consolation and grief
Everything
God made was a consolation to me, even grief itself – it would make me
think deeper.
It
is a simple life we lived but nobody could say that it was comfortable.
Often during life I have known God’s holy help, because I was often
in the grip of a sorrow from which I could not escape. When the need was greatest God would lay his merciful eye on
me, and the clouds of sorrow would be gone without a trace.
In their place would be a spiritual joy whose sweetness I cannot
describe here.
There
are people who think that this island is a lonely place, but the peace of
the Lord is here. I am living
in it for more than forty years, and I didn’t see two neighbours fighting
in it yet. We helped each other
and lived in the shelter of each other.
But
now my life is spent, as a candle, and my hope is rising every day, that
I’ll be called into the eternal Kingdom.
May God guide me on this long road I have not travelled before.
I think everything is folly except for loving God. |
