Death's Come in Three's .......Is That an Old Wife's Tale

This last summer my ex husband Paul died in June and the same week my grandson Devon did. A few weeks later my friend Rosie who lived in Sweetwater passed away. That was three. This past week my Pastor's wife Lucy died. That same day my daughter Darla told me her co worker died over the weekend. Then on Wednesday Elvis Pressley died. (That really is his name.) His brother Jerry is the reason I moved here to Fort Worth but after five years he died.

Anyway another three. That sounds like to me it really is true that death comes in three's. Like my son said. " Death comes in 3's, Mom. So no sweat." I am good to go for this time I guess. It just seems like lately a lot of people are dying around my age. That is kind of scary. I know we all have  got to go whenever the lord decides to take us but no one is ever ready I don't guess.

My daughter Jana and her son Conner and I went to church this morning. I knew it was going to be bad without Lucy there. I didn't guess what was going to happen though. The choir started singing. Without Lucy there leading them it wasn't too great. The singing kept fading off. They were all crying. Everyone in that church was crying. It is a small church. The pastor's son David got up to talk. He said no preaching today. He was a song leader at one time too but he just couldn't do it this first time back with no Lucy.

Pastor Jack went to the piano and sang a song that he sang at Lucy's funeral. It was just heartbreaking. Then David put a chair in the aisle for him to sit in. He told everyone to stand up and stand behind the pastor. They had two microphones and anybody could say anything about Lucy or tell the Pastor anything they wanted to. A lot of people told him how much they thought of Lucy. I wanted to say what she meant in my life but shy me just couldn't do it. I am not good talking in front of a crowd but I am good on paper so here goes.

Lucy loved people and it showed in the way she acted toward everyone. Every time I went to church she greeted me and when I left she always hugged me and ask how I was and she was praying for me. I have been to several different church's but never seen any pastors wife do all Lucy done. Like one guy said today, " She was the backbone of this church." It is going to be so hard for the members and for the preacher to go on without her. Like his son said today, " We buried her. Now this is the first Sunday without her here. Next week will be the second time without her. We will never forget her and we don't even want too but it will get easier." I can testify to that. I didn't lose a spouse but I lost a child.

Goodbye Lucy. You are missed and will always be missed.