We know The Plan

This picture just pretty much says it all, don't you think?  The comfort of the resurrection is pictured in this empty tomb.

Sunday night and I'm tired.  I put on some lipstick and thought of my friend that is exiting this life and realized she will not do that simple act again-- of looking in the mirror and fixing her make-up.  Friendships are precious, priceless and each very unique. I treasure what she and I have--  soon to be changed to...what we had.  Past tense.  Over.  Gone.  Hard to wrap my mind around what is coming.

I believe in Christ and the Plan of Salvation.  Death is a part of that plan but is so sorrowful to experience, to such a degree--Scripturally we are told, we will love and weep and mourn at the passing of those we really know.

We know the Plan.