As I ventured through old photos today, I giggled and I sighed on numerous occasions. That moment with my grandparents as a child, our first family pet, days spent hiking with the kids, putting up a ‘temporary shelter tent’ for my Mom as a joke while we were building her house, my husband feeding our baby with both of their mouths open like little birds, and then I hit upon an especially poignant memory. A photo of me, my sisters, and our cousins all clowning around while someone patiently attempted to take a group picture. These are the moments and memories that mean so much. John 16:22 MSG “The sadness you have right now is similar to that pain, but the coming joy is also similar. When I see you again, you'll be full of joy, and it will be a joy no one can rob from you.” Going through these photographs has been twofold. Another one of those cousin’s in those photographs went home to heaven earlier this week. On that day we began to experience such sorrow, and we will miss his presence on this side of heaven. Yet we also know that he was full of joy on that very same day, because that’s also the day that he got to meet Jesus face to face. Oh what a welcome home party it must have been! As believers, we know that our Savior holds us close, and that He endures with us as we experience sorrows. We can hold on to our memories, and we can hold tightly to our Savior, as we process our grief. We can make it through our mourning, because of our knowledge of that coming joy. We are assured and reassured because of the joy that we have found in Jesus.