Until Then. . .

The world has stopped once again.

The memory of the deep searing ache prevalent. 

And now my farmer’s sister knows that ache. 

Another cousin now resides in Glory. 

The boy who used my tapered candles as num chucks as he danced from one end of the couch to the other 
while watching Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. 

Perpetual Motion. 

Eyes sparkling with boundless energy. 

Curiosity oozing from every pore. 

Mischief; the ring leader of the pack of cousins. 

The first one to laugh. 

The first one to cry. 
The first one to repent. 
The first to offer a hug. 

Deep love running through his veins. 

 He lived and knew amazing grace. 

He worked hard. 
He loved hard. 
He now resides with Jesus. 

This big farm family is gathering together. 

We’re wrapping our arms around each other. 

Pulling in tight. 

We’re reaching deep. 

I Thessalonians 4:13-14
Brothers and sisters, we do not want you to be uninformed about those who sleep in death, so that you do not grieve like the rest of mankind, who have no hope.For we believe that Jesus died and rose again, and so we believe that God will bring with Jesus those who have fallen asleep in him.

We grieve with hope. 
Hope in a future with our loved ones. 
Hope in a time when there will be no more tears. 
No more sorrow. 

Hold tight my friends. 
The time will come. 
Until then. 
We who are still here; we have work to do. 
Make each moment count. 
Bend that knee before the Almighty. 
Seek repentance and restoration. 

Through it all we are able to say;

It is well with our souls. 

Until we meet again Micah. 
You will be missed every moment of every day. 

Selah
You Raise Me Up

You raise me up to stand on mountains. 
You raise me up to walk on stormy seas. 
I am strong when I am on your shoulders. 
You raise me up to more than I can be.