If you have ever been to a Shabbis or to a gathering of Hebrew Christians, undoubtedly you will sing this very simple, very old song, "Hineh Mah Tov umah na'im shevet achim gam yachad" Translated it means, "How good it is, and pleasant, for brothers to dwell peacefully together." That is what I felt at Deb's rememberance. How good and how pleasant it was to come together to be of one thought and of one purpose and experience the peace and blessed assurance of the promised eternal life with Our Father.
It was wonderful to see the Smith family once again. It was wonderful to see so many faces and hear the voices of people that had gone in so many diverse directions. All had come because of the common bond of love and caring for our dear friend and sister and her family.
It was a testament to her faith and the faith of Tom and family that we were all gathered and celebrating Deb's return to her home.
Linny and I had gone to a funeral just a week prior to Deb's celebration. One of our relatives was tragically killed in an automobile accident. As with most funerals, it was an extremely sad occasion.
But I contrast that with the unity and hope that we all felt during our brief gathering on that Sunday afternoon. For all those present knew, as Job so eloquently stated, "I know that my Redeemer lives and that in the end he will stand upon the earth. And after my skin has been destroyed, yet in my flesh I will see God; I myself will see him with my own eyes—I, and not another. How my heart yearns within me!"