Remembering him Part 3

Yesterday we put him in the ground.  I left the grave site heart broken.  The usual questions filled my head; Why would god do this to me?, Why did he have to die now?  The truth is Wiley Bucey Jr. was the greatest man I have ever known.  It was his time to go.  He was much more than a grandfather to me, he was a mentor, a friend.  Anyone who has ever known him knows what I'm talking about.  As for now off to bed.  Im afraid to go to school tomorrow but I know god is with me.  I have shed too many tears for this man and it is time to move on.  Even though my mind has not made up what has happened, I still look to see what god is trying to show me through my grandfathers death.  It is all so surreal to me, and I still expect to see him out in the yard mowing the lawn...  Until next time,  I am still not ready for full social life.  School is going to be very hard tomorrow, but I am ready.  Amen   

Psalm 121

I lift up my eyes to the hills

where does my help come from?

My help comes from the lord,

maker of heaven and earth

He will not let your foot slip

he who watches over you will not slumber

Indeed, he who watches over Israel

will neither slumber nor sleep

The lord watches over you

the lord is you shade at your right hand

The sun will not harm you by day, 

nor the moon by night.

The lord will keep you from all harm

he will watch over you life

The lord will watch over your coming and going

both now and forevermore