I have tried to be brave and not sad but I miss my parents, especially Dad at this time. I think if you're sad and feel you need to cry, you just should. I have!! When my parents were alive I would ring them every week to talk to them. Their voices were always soothing. They were always happy to hear my news and loved me unconditionally.
One old aboriginal man I used to know called Joe, would refer to heaven as Happy Land. They are all there together now and I have peace in my heart that they are somewhere safe. No more sadness or tears for them, no more death, sickness, pain or suffering. They are in the presence of Abba Father, surrounded and filled with his agape love; his pure light; his word. Dads favourite book was the bible and his favourite Scripture was from the John Chapter 17, where Jesus prays for his disciples. e.g. verse 11 "Holy Father, protect them by the power of your name.. The name you have given me...so that they may be one as we are one.
I like John Chapter 14 where Jesus comforts his disciples,"Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God and trust also in me. In my Fathers house are many rooms. If it were not so I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. I will come back and take you to be with me, that you also may be where I am. You know the way to the place where I am going."
*Refer to yesterdays post, if you want to know "the way" that Jesus is referring to.