Lord's Robin Redbreast
The minister and organist came to a close, and
the coffin bearers took each their place. The hour of ďearth to earth,
dust to dustĒ had come. My friend took my arm, holding me closely as we
walked behind the coffin toward the grave. And strangely --- the birds seemed
to follow us and sang right above us as directed by an invisible conductor.
A robin redbreast,
motherís most favorite bird, sat on a branch right above the coffin, singing.
It was by this little robin redbreast that the
Lord calmed my ďtsunamiĒ and brought peace and a gentle joy, like a faint
dawning, into my heart. Only He and I knew of my motherís delight in this
little feathered creature; surely it was He Who commanded one to sing for
my mother on her last journey.
We arrived at the grave site in this particularly
beautiful cemetery mother had chosen for her final resting place. Flanked
by two tall deciduous trees whose branches form a leafy canopy over the
grave the site proved to be a particularly choice place. Who but our loving
Father in heaven could have set aside such a lovely resting place for my
The reality of G-dís tender care, steadfast love
and great faithfulness began to rise again in
my heart like the sun after a dark, dark night. In fact, the sun shone
right down on us and on this grave while her body was returned to the earth
from which it had been taken.
When it was all over we proceeded to my friendís
home together with two ladies who had also cared for my mother. We enjoyed
the traditional meal after a funeral my friend had prepared.
Love - Like
Faith - Is An Act
I must speak about her, because she was and is
G-dís angel in my life who has the Lordís teachings engraved on the tablets
of her heart. I donít know what I would have done
without her these last 2 decades: whatever my mother and I needed, whatever
help, she was G-dís minister on our behalf year after year. Yet she thinks
of it as something that goes without saying, making no fuss about it.
She just has always been there for us, consistently
throughout the years, even after my mother in a strange fit had accused
my friend to the whole neighborhood of a vile deed my friend is utterly
incapable of who is righteous and honest to a fault.
The Lord was at my side through her and I pray
that He will do as He promised: blessing her with a triple blessing that
will be far above and beyond what she could have ever hoped or imagined.
She has never done any of her kind deeds expecting a return, intimating
payment. In fact, the only way I could ever leave a financial blessing
was by doing it secretly, inside a thank-you card, placing it in my room
immediately before my departure.
I mention her because it has been by her deeds
that she has always manifested G-dís love and care for me and my mother.
Once again she demonstrated G-dís tender care at my motherís funeral.