“God loves good people, protects strangers, takes the side of orphans and widows, but makes short work of the wicked.” Psalm 146:9
This week I pasted a 4-sale sign on my husband’s 1999 Jeep Cherokee. It’s time to release it and let someone enjoy it as much as Glen did. Taping the sign to the back window wasn’t easy because Glen’s Jeep symbolized the spirit of him in many ways. However, relinquishing the truck is one more step to accepting the fact Glen will never return.
It feels appropriate to let go of thoughts and items a bit at a time. Earlier this fall, I wrote in a post I wasn’t ready to remove my wedding ring. One day, I took it off and looked at the naked finger and knew the time had arrived. One of my friends shared that the day after her husband died, she took off her ring because it was a symbol of a marriage relationship, and she was no longer married. It wasn’t as if she was out looking for someone to put a new ring on her finger.
A wedding ring is a circle of silver or gold, not the soul of the deceased. Like all phases of grief, I needed to remove the wedding ring, sell the Jeep, and give away clothes because it is one step towards the beginning of the third chapter in my life.
Lord, help us not idolize possessions of a loved one, but use them for fond memories. Amen.