Two years have passed since Daddy died. There are white flowers on his marker (on the right) and a mixed floral bouquet on my maternal grandparent's companion marker (on the left). My mother's new grave is in the middle.
Besides reading Scripture there are a couple of books/devotionals that have informed my grief and I recommend them.
The first is Every Moment Holy, Vol 2 published by Rabbit Room Press. When I could not find words to pray, this collection supplied them. The liturgies have been such balm for my soul that I go back to them often. Plus I bought a dozen copies to give as gifts.
Second is Morning and Evening by Charles Spurgeon. Never too simple and always applicable these short essays were read aloud round around the dinner table with my parents, and then just with me and Moma. Spurgeon is a longtime favorite, but I had always only read the entries for the mornings. Reading the Evening Entries was a blessing that helped me stay focused.
Third is hearing a series of sermons on heaven preached by Anthony Curto. It is real. Here is a link to the first one delivered at our church on 27 December 2020.
Fourth, advice for assuaging grief. Do something today that you enjoyed doing with the deceased. In my case, it was going to a shop frequented by my mother and me and taking care of a lamp in need of attention/repair.
