It has been 5 months today since Frank went to be with our Lord.  Seems longer in some ways, shorter in others.  I just wish I had spent more time sharing with him.  I guess (so I read) there are always some regrets.  Although, I am so glad that we had no quarrel left between us. No overdue accounts.  He knew I loved him deeply and forever and I knew that he loved me.  We had learned to talk out issues together. 

As I was preparing for church and Bible study this morning I received a phone call and a new neighbor friend’s husband died suddenly Friday evening.  I went by after church to see how I could help.  We talked briefly.  They had been married 58 years and she had known him since she was 14. He was 81.  She also has heart problems–pacemaker surgery in April.  What a shock for her!  She expected to be the first to go.  Perhaps God will use my experience to help her.  Right now…just praying.  Read this morning that many times God uses our deepest pain to lead to our greatest ministry for Him.  I do know that His presence and strength are the only peace and comfort through this time. So glad Jesus gives me the privilege to think of others and serve them.  What grace that is!