Remembering

It's 3 years today since my Grandad died. Honestly, I try not to think too much about it most of the time. I loved him very much- he was always very supportive of my sister and I. He loved all of my cousins and is very much. He and my other Grandad died within 3 months of each other, both had cancer. It was a horrible time for all of us.

I was told once that it's selfish to want to keep holding onto someone when it's their time to die. Whilst I think that's a bit much, I can see where it comes from. God chooses the time for everyone. So how do we deal with things like cancer? I believe that god chooses for all of us to live into old age and die naturally.

But that's not the enemy's plan. He created things like cancer and accidents to damage us. To make us question God- both his sovereignty and his goodness.

All I know is that I'm on the other side of most of those questions. I've accepted that I don't have all the answers. I miss my grandads all the time. But God is in control. And the most important thing is that he makes all things work together for the good of those who love Him- even the things that weren't in the original plan.