Lucille

I remember a story I read from ancient history of a man called Jacob who held twelve sons. His second youngest son was taken from him, and we are told that Jacob could not be consoled. He had eleven other sons, but he could not be consoled. My only son has gone to live in Australia, and I feel just the way Jacob felt. I cannot be consoled. We have a beautiful daughter named Lucille who is living with us. I do not know how we would have coped without her. She is always cheerful, always chirpy, with these comical little actions which make one laugh through the tears in spite of oneself. Lucille has an extraordinary gift of being able to direct my attention to the cross of Jesus in every situation. On the cross, God gave his only Son to die for my sins, so that I could be reconciled to him and he could be my father. One day he will take me to be with him in glory. There I will be forever, along with all the people I love. In that place there will be no pain, or tears, and the bible tells us, no more sea. That means no more separation. My son will be with me again, for eternity.
Rev 21: 1-5 “Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth, for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and there was no longer any sea. I saw the Holy City, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride beautifully dressed for her husband. And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, “Now the dwelling of God is with men, and he will live with them. They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be their God. He will wipe every tear from their eyes. Here will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.”