Dancing with the angels

Recently my Grandmother died, a week go today. It's been tough and if you still want to pray for us, that would be great. She is in heaven right now though so we have a reason to celebrate. Below is a poem I made a few days after she died.

Even though we ache and grieve in our earthly bodies, there is a light of hope leading our next step.
Even as the shadows melt in around us, the goodness of God blows our minds.
Even though sometimes all we see is hurt, confusion, and anger love fills this place.
Even as we are sad, we have a joy knowing that our grandmother is in heaven dancing, now more than ever before.
As we wonder, a peace overflows in our heart. It is a peace that passes any understanding.
Even as we cannot see the light of day or the next step we are about to take, even though we question why, faith urges us on.
With Christ with us, there is victory.
Even as we are pressed on every side, we are not crushed, even as we are perplexed we are not driven in despair, we are persecuted but not abandoned, and we are struck down on every side but we are not destroyed.
Even as we walk in the valley of the shadow of called death, God is with us.
And we shall not fear. For He is with us.