6:42
Milton, here for Kristy:
Every place I went Monday people expressed sorrow and sympathy over Kristy's passing. Tellers at my bank, a waiter where Kristy and I often dined on the river, a druggist where I purchased her prescriptions, church members, and the list goes on were all sharing their love and concern.
I received phone calls, emails, cards, flowers, letters, and other communications that let me know how much Kristy was loved and missed and that let me know people were praying for me.
The one that stopped me in my tracks was a text message on my phone which was received at 6:42 PM expressing love, prayers, and concern from my beautiful sister Tricia. She was so kind to check in on her big brother.
I heard my phone buzz at 6:42 and looked down to check it and saw the text message. The message and time marked by it will always be marked in my mind. It was one week ago on Monday at 6:42 PM that my beloved Kristy left this world.
What were you doing at 6:42 PM, Monday, July 21? That was a significant moment in my life. It is etched into my memory.
I was standing by my beloved and was cheering and applauding her as she crossed over into heaven.
6:42, 6:42, 6:42, 6:42, 6:42, 6:42
That time is marked in my mind. She left in a moment, and in the twinkling of an eye she entered into the glory world.
I wonder what are the dates and times that each of us will see Jesus?
posted by Kristy Dykes @ 1:03 AM
13 comments
13 Comments:
Milton,
I have often thought of death as birth.
When we are being born into this world we don't know it yet, but we have been longed for, planned and prepared for.
I think death for us as Christians must be much the same.
And, similar to our earthly birth experience, you were Kristy's labor coach as she was birthed into the Kingdom of God for all eternity.
What a wonderful, wonderful blessing!!
Kate.
Oh dear friend, how you're attitude and words have blessed so many! At 6:42 last Monday you gave back to Jesus a precious jewel.
Thank you for sharing this journey. I love the grands sharing her pirate's loot.
Praying for you in San Antonio.
Milton, I sing this over you today:
You are my strength, Oh,God
You are my help,Oh, God,
You are the one on who I call.
You are my shield, Oh, God,
My life I yield, Oh, God,
You will ever be my all in all.
How beautiful that your sister text-messaged you at that exact moment, one week later.
Truly, it is an assurance from God. Your Kristy is safe with Him.
Milton, I'm deeply touched by your posts. Thank you for continuing Kristy's legacy on this blog. As I read over past posts by Kristy and yourself, I'm stunned at both your faithfulness.
Uncle Milton,
I am sorry that I wasn't able to make it down for Aunt Kristy's service, but I watched it online, and it most certainly touched my heart. I have been praying for you, Jennifer, Julie and all the grandkids. I can't imagine the hurt you must be feeling, but I do know that you are a very strong man, and that your faith in God will get you through this. When you see all that will come out of this, you will be blessed beyond your wildest imagination and dreams. Aunt Kristy couldn't have lived a better life, and you were blessed enough to be a part of it everyday. Now, you will reap the benefits of the life you made together, and one day, the two of you will be able to share another, greater life in heaven. I love you and am thinking of you and praying for you.
Dear Milton,
My mother in law was diagnosed with incurable cancer 18 years ago. Since then my brother in law keeps seeing the number 11 in odd ways and at odd times. For a while he thought he should start playing the lottery or something (lol). Then just a few months ago he came across the letter my M.I.L. had written a few months before she passed. It was written on November 11,(11/11) at 11:11 p.m. The advice she wrote for my brother in law was to please start going to church and get right with the Lord. I keep praying he'll follow her advice, but I believe until he does God's going to keep flashing those 11's his way.
When my husband died, I cherished those little ways God let me feel Ed was still watching over me. My husband was a wildlife fanatic and the first few months after he died I had all kinds of wild creatures in my back yard. It was very comforting. And then one day as my grief subsided I noticed they were no longer there. Some may call these things superstion or conincidence, but it helped to strengthen my belief in a loving caring God who understood my pain and wanted to comfort me.
May you keep feeling God's healing hands as you go through this time of grieving.
Luanne
Milton
I was so glad to hear that friends and family members expressed their love for you and Kristy yesterday. A week has passed, and so much has happened. I pray God will continue to bring comfort in big and small ways. So many are thinking of you and praying for you today. Hold on to the Lord, and He will carry you through.
Blessings from,
Carrie in NJ
Losing a precious one makes heaven feel like an adjoining room. Life takes on a deeper perspective, because I think we see God's bigger picture more clearly.
You will be tested day by day as grief washes over you, Milton. What a blessing it must be to have a "stadium" filled with caring people who are committed to lifting you up before our Father.
God bless you for your transparency throughout this journey, and for continuing your story. Kristy would be so proud of you.
Today, I wondered "how is Milton doing now that the girls and the grands have gone, family members have scattered to their various homes, and all is quiet in the house?" I prayed that you would know deep down inside that we haven't forgotten about you and are still praying.
Your previous blogs would usually end with the question; "how's Kristy". When you feel us to it, we would be honored to know; "How's Milton".
Annette (Barr) Grahl
SEBC Class of 1971
Wow, how cool was that you received that message at exactly the time she passed into God's hands a week ago today. It must be really hard to be there after the house has been so much hustle and bustle with nurses and caregivers coming and going and so much of each day focused on Kristy's care.
As someone wrote here earlier, I know you are a strong man and God gives us the strength to face all conditions. Still you need our prayers and I will pray for you, Milton.
He is good and He will answer and strengthen you through these days ahead.
I agree wholeheartedly with Anonymous, who wrote that we would feel honored to know "How's Milton?" Those of us who have tasted sorrow will understand the days when you can barely type a word. But when you are up to it, what a blessing and a help it will be to hear what God is saying to you. Your journey is ours, too, and one day each person will walk this journey if God leaves us here long enough.
It is comforting to know that Jesus is our Rock, our Redeemer, and our Comforter when that time comes. May you feel his comfort tonight, Milton.
I watched the service on the computer. It was beautiful. What a great tribute to Kristy and to God. Julie did a great job. I know her mama was proud. I hope Jennifer is doing OK. I feel for all of you, the days ahead in the next 3 to 4 weeks may get harder. Keep praising the Lord and ask for the Holy Sprit to continue to comfort you all.
Still praying for you all
God Bless you.
Wow...
I came to this blog completely by accident. I wanted to read up on what it means to "submit" to your spouse in a marriage. I then became absorbed in the rest of Kristy's blogs. I was in the middle of getting ready to write her an email to thank her for her all of her insight only to find that she passed away recently! :( I am so very saddened to hear of this but as others have said, hand over your sadness and despair to God.
And take solace in the fact that Kristy touched a random little late 20-something woman on the internet.
God bless you.
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