Sometimes you need to look back on life. And remember where you came from to appreciate why you are where you are now.
Another one of my mentors and a spiritual parent went to be with the Lord and Savior he faithfully served. Pastor Gustafson played a pivotal role in my life when I was a young wife and mother. He helped me find direction in being a faithful follower of Jesus Christ, not just in my head and heart but in my daily walk according to the Word of God. He was my shepherd, my sounding board, my adviser and my friend. I am grateful for the time I was a student under his teaching ministry.
Being at the funeral home to express our love to the family of our dear pastor, we saw many familiar faces from years past. We raised our families together. We shared laughter and tears. We often see each other at bridal showers, weddings, baby showers, milestone anniversaries and birthdays, retreats, reunions and funerals. And though we haven't spoken in awhile, we smile, shake hands, hug and pick up right where we left off. We share a bond. These folks will always be home. And it is good to go home.
Yes, sometimes we need to look back, draw strength in the memories. So we continue forward, being mindful to be thankful for the dear ones who invested in our lives and helped us become who we are today.
