How Beautiful...

I’ll try not to get too emotional. But.

I can’t get this song out of my mind since they played this song at Linda's service

I’ll spare you the singing and just show you the link.

How Beautiful the hands that served
The Wine and the Bread and the sons of the earth
How beautiful the feet that walked
The long dusty road and the hill to the cross
How Beautiful, how beautiful, how beautiful is the body of Christ

How Beautiful the heart that bled
That took all my sins and bore it instead
How beautiful the tender eyes
That choose to forgive and never despise
How beautiful, how beautiful, how beautiful is the body of Christ

And as He lay down His life
We offer this sacrifice
That we will live just as He died
Willing to pay the price
Willing to pay the price

How Beautiful the radiant bride
Who waits for her Groom with His light in her eyes
How Beautiful when humble hearts give
The fruit of pure love so that others may live
How beautiful, how beautiful, how beautiful is the body of Christ

How beautiful the feet that bring
The sound of good news and the love of the King
How Beautiful the hands that serve
The wine and the bread and the sons of the Earth
How Beautiful, how beautiful, how beautiful is the body of Christ

 

YEP…and I’m crying.

So as they played this at Linda’s service I thought what an appropriate song. How beautiful. Beautiful as in Heaven, Beautiful as in the body of Christ. How beautiful

Side note:

When my grandma Nellie passed. I was so heartbroken.

I loved me some her.

Seriously.

She was an angel on earth. Best lady EVER! When she passed I was devastated. Unbelievable pain. Then I had a dream. I may be slightly crazy but hey who isn’t?

So I had this dream about Grandma Nellie. She was standing in her blue shirt (with flour from baking like always on her shirt) and her pink skirt. That she wore all the time. She stood there and said:

It’s so BEAUTIFUL Amie. Just BEAUTIFUL.

My translation. Heaven. She was telling me how BEAUTIFUL heaven was.

 

A little far fetched I know,  but I was in mourning and sought comfort in anything.

Go ahead, call me crazy but I swear that was God. Giving me peace that she was in heaven and at peace.

Back to our regular scheduled story:

When Linda and I talked about her cancer. Well she talked I cried.

 She’s say “Stop it” "It’s ok Amie. It’s ok."

I thought, seriously it’s ok Linda?

I wanted to scream "IT’S NOT OK". "IT’S SO.... NOT OK!"

 

So as I sat in her service. I thought of grandma Nellie and I thought hmmm…wonder who is fighting over Christopher? I wonder what they are doing? I hope they are friends. I hope Linda tells Grandma Nellie EVERYTHING about Hannah. I hope they both are watching over me (watching, just watching). Linda promised to NEVER show herself to me aka Ghost. Yes we had that morbid convo. I can’t handle ghost and spirits.

Linda said, you better act right or I’ll haunt you.

Wow we are so inappropriate.

Anyway…as the song played..I cried. I cried with comfort knowing that really everything is OK. It's OK because of Jesus. and because of what Jesus did on that cross.

How beautiful is the body of Christ.

Really think about that. How BEAUTIFUL is the body of Christ.

He did something that no other person can do and will do.

Because of His body, because of His sacrifice we will have EVERLASTING life.

 

How beautiful.

 

How grateful I am for the body of Christ.