It is ok...

Have you wanted to hear those words before in your life...

Hey it is ok you are mad at....

Hey it is ok you are sad...

Hey it is ok to be happy...

Well I have heard those words over and over this summer in my head, and I know they come from God above.... Why do I know they came from God, because he gave me time to heal.

A little over 2 years ago I wrote these words: You see, God gave us all plenty of time, and it is how we choose to use the time that can make a difference in our lives and the lives of others.

It was the day after my Dad died, I knew I wanted to speak at his funeral, and this was the first sentence that was typed out on the computer. Time Time Time... What was the significance of time... As I sat there with tear filled eyes I thought of all the time my Dad spent just being himself, Wise, Unselfish, Caring, Protecting, and Loving. What I wrote about that day was how he valued the time he had on this earth, and used his time to be what he was Dad.

Well 2 years have passed and now I have a different perspective on time. I also wrote this that same day: Thank you Dad for taking the time. Thank you God for giving us a Dad who took the time.

Right now I can say: Thank you God for giving me the time.

Although I never stopped believing in God over the past 2 years, I defiantly was just working through the motions. Failed attempts to read my bible more, straining to pray, just trying to hear God again in my heart. Music that I loved became noise in the background... But I pushed on just asking every time I remembered to pray, God just move me, help me, feed me something....

I was struggling. I didn't have my Dad to measure up to any more, and I was slipping back into an old pattern of self doubt, I just didn't think I had what it takes to make a difference...

Then one night last spring, my heart broke, not for loosing Dad, but for me... God broke through (As he always does if you let him...) As I laid in bed in tears, my wife trying to comfort me, the words hit me...Softly and Gentle...

It is OK.... What? What do you mean ok.... It is OK.... What to sit here and blubber like an idiot... It is OK... What to loose sleep night after night trying to figure out if I will ever..... Ever what? IT IS OK.... To be mad that you can't turn to your Dad, it is OK to be sad that he won't be there when you walk into the house... It is OK to be happy... Happy what do you mean happy. It is OK to live your life. It is OK to stretch your limits, and be the man God wants you to be....

IT IS OK....

God is amazing... He gave me the time to heal, and he never left my side. All the time he knew as he always did and does that... It is OK....

Now I feel a fire burning that fills me, guides me and tells me every morning, IT IS OK, I am with you.....It is now I know he never left....

God was with Joshua... As he was and is with every believer.... http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=6&chapter=3&version=31