God knows we still had a lot to learn from Linda Glass before she crossed the bridge on Tuesday. But I've been told that everything is on it's way to somewhere else, that there is a purpose to every change in God's design. Maybe Linda's work here was finished -- I mean she did her share and more -- and it falls to us to help the blind and voiceless ones that Linda loved.
I have been talking to people about Linda, and reading emails, and something has struck me. She was like me in some ways -- about the same age, we both went to college, both close to family, pets and church. But in one way we're very different: the people I'm close to know the good that I've done. They can tell you about it. But Linda was so busy touching peoples' lives that it seems no one person knows more than a little. You have to hear from several people to start to get a picture of how she reached out and made a difference.
Linda Glass never blew her own horn, and it takes a major marching band to do the job.
So what about the teaching, and the fact that we still have so much to learn? Well, we are not left in darkenss; we're left searching for the light.
Goodbye Linda. I guess there are no blind dogs in Heaven. So when you meet Stella, ask her to keep watching for me.
Lord, at the ending of my life
the sun which You have made
will shine. The road will rise to
meet me, and so Thy Kingdom
come. Please send this dog to
lead me, Lord, which stands
beside me now on this windy
bluff to guard against despair.
She loves to walk and in her years
has learned to let the binding
leash hang loose. And since she
always barks for love, would in
Thy songful Heaven sing so well.
