Her name was Lady and she was a Chow-Retriever mix. She considered me an equal and a necessary part of her brief life. We put up with each other on a daily basis and put a pile of memories into our hard drive. Now that she’s gone, I have an empty place that no other canine has been able to fill.
Please don’t misunderstand me, but there are a multitude of believers who have passed through my life who have left me with the same emotional dilemma. I guess that’s the design of life. However, unlike Lady, I’ll be seeing those believers when the saints go marching in.
But I do not want you to be ignorant, brethren, concerning those who have fallen asleep, lest you sorrow as others who have no hope.
Give it some consideration.
Gary