Memorial Day
May 26, 2025
Many of us will visit cemeteries today. We may fuss with weeds, attach spring wreaths, plant a perennial, tuck a note by a stone, shed tears, and remember. I’ve walked the tiny cemetery where my husband is buried. Many markers indicate a life too short. Some are military markers. I still say to God, ‘I just don’t get it!’
I remember Bob’s words to me during his terminal illness. ‘God is not napping.’ His rich, tender baritone voice was soaked with rock solid confidence.
I remember. God neither sleeps nor slumbers. Certainly, the God of the universe did not dose off and a deadly virus sneak in unawares. I don’t know your loss, but I do know this, my friend. God was not napping. He allows, He comforts, He cares, and He’ll be our tomorrow.