Cry, my beloved people

The Funeral Part 60

After the funeral Gregory looked around to see if he could find Jessie, he missed her and wanted to hold her and give her a hug, hoping to find some comfort or to comfort her.

"Hi Gregory," Tracey said, "I'm so sorry for your lost, God has strange ways to bring people together, I pray that He will take care of you."

"Thank you, Tracey," he said as he swallowed his tears.

"I met some friends that I would like to introduce to you, I heard you, telling your mom that you would like to study horticulture.  Lindie, my one friend has a vegetable garden, providing her orphanage from it, and Gertrude started a nursery school after she lost her daughter.  Would you come with me?"

"I would like to see her vegetable garden." He answered, not to keen to meet new people.

"Good, I'll meet you here next Sunday, then we can arrange a trip.  I'm visiting their church once a month and then we have some tea and a lo..ng chat. They are awesome.  You will like them."

"Geggie, Geggie." A familiar little voice called and Jessie came running up to him.  He hugged her as she threw her little arms around his neck. "I missed you, where is Mommy?  I can't find her."

"She went to Jesus," he whispered, swallowing the tears that were choking him.

Clint's mom came up to him and gave her condolences, then she took Jessie from him and invited him to come and visit whenever he likes.

"Thank you, please take good care of her," he said.  He looked around and saw Father John coming his way.

"How are you holding up," he asked as he shakes his hand.

"I'm not sure, I'm trying," Gregory, answered.

"There is something we have to talk about, but we can do it on Wednesday afternoon at about three.  Will, that suit you?" He nodded, at that moment he felt like going home and crawl into a bundle and shed tears as the thoughts of his mother took over his mind.  Home?

"Are you happy with the people that you are living with, would you like to keep on living there?" Father John asked.

"Yes, Father, they are very kind to me.  Will I be able to keep on staying there?"

"If they are happy with that, I will talk to them and then we can discuss it on Wednesday afternoon and make the necessary arrangements.  God takes care of you and I pray that He will lead and comfort you in these difficult times.  Remember, I am here for you."

Home, he went home with David and his family.  The car was silent as they drove home.  He was glad to be in his own room, he felt so alone, he cried himself empty and fell asleep.

Father John smiled at him encouragingly as they sat down in his study.  He took an envelope from his desk and said: "You will never comprehend how much your mother cared for you."

He showed Gregory the telephone number on the envelope and asked him if it is his phone number.  Gregory nodded and he continued: "Your mom gave me this envelope at one of our lunchtime services at her work, a few weeks ago.  She confirmed that she asked David's parents to be your godparents in case anything happened to her.  She left the details of the insurance that she took out for you and Jessica.  It's not a lot, but it can see you through school and even a college if you need to go to a boarding school."

"Oh my God, that's why she cried after you prayed in her room that day.  She knew that we met each other." Gregory cried in amazement.

"She cried?" Father John asked.

"Yes, when I looked back to her after you left, there was a tear running over her cheek.  Now I know, she definitely heard us."

"I believe you and I talked to your godparents and they are happy to have you.  Your mom took care of everything, she was an amazing woman and she loved you and your sister so much, she told me herself."