It Is Not The End Of Your Story

I read a blog today that was written five years ago by a very good friend of mine. The blog is entitled  44 Years And God Loves Me No Matter What  by Kirk M (@blessings2you).

Reading the blog was bitter-sweet for me. My friend was a member of for nearly nine years. He loved this site and the members here with all of his heart and lifted them up daily in prayer. He grieved when members were hurting and he grieved when there was division in the Body of Christ. He hurt when they hurt for he understood what it was like to be wounded. 

My husband and I knew that we could call on him at any time and we did. There are a lot of people who say you can call on them and they will stand by your side, even if hundreds or even thousands of miles divide you. There are a handful who not only mean it, they prove it. Our friend Kirk was one of the few who understood what it truly means to be a friend.

He would be the first to tell you that he made many mistakes over the course of his life and like the rest of us, had sometimes suffered the consequences of those mistakes. Today the blog I read reminded me that God is faithful, even when we are not. God loves us, even when we are unlovable. Kirk had experienced this truth over the years and he wanted others to know it as well. He shared a part of his story, a story that is interwoved into God's Great Story of love, mercy, grace, forgiveness, sacrifice and faithfulness toward us.

My friend stepped out of this world two years ago. A few short days before, he and his wife had been anticipating his release from the hospital. He was in fact scheduled to come home when suddenly, unexpectedly he took a sudden turn and soon he was gone. 

There are no answers as to the whys, not yet. I can only trust that God has my friend as well as his precious wife in the palm of his hand and there will be a day when God shall wipe away her tears as well. 

What I do know is that this is not the end of my friend's story. Though absent from this world, today he did what he always did. He reminded me of the God who loves matter what. I know those words would make him smile for that is what he always wanted to do. He wanted to be a blessing. He was and he still is, even today.

Long ago I learned that whatever we do in the name of the Lord is not in vain. While I like it when people comment on my blogs, I am not discouraged if they don't. You see, I understand that while I might never see the results of the "seed" I planted, a year, five years, ten years, twenty years later or more, God will show someone a piece of my story woven into His story. It will minister to them just as my friend's ministered to me today. 

Perhaps you feel like your story has been in vain. Perhaps you feel like your story is over and has nothing left but blank pages. No! It is not over! Your story is a part of God's story and God's story will never end.