Mourning Better Than Feasting?

I have been reading through a few chapters in Ecclesiastes. The wisdom there sometimes escapes me, but today almost eleven months since my husband died this enigmatic book is making sense to me.
We are all born with a terminal sentence imposed on us by our great great great great exponentially "great" grandfather Adam. He left us the inheritance of sin coursing through our bodies. It's a fact of "life" on this side of eternity. Life on the planet earth in these earth suits is temporal (limited in time). A clock begins ticking at our birth, and depending upon a great many factors it will eventually stop ticking and we will see our own ends. No matter how much denial we may walk in there is no escaping death. The bible tells us that it is appointed once for man to die and then the resurrection.
Within each earth suit is another man, the spirit man that God designed to "live" forever. Where that hidden man spends eternity is dependent upon whether or not that spirit man is tied or united to the Holy Spirit of God. God is perfect, holy, and His glory is so vast that nothing can stand or exist in His presence without a covering of righteousness. The Ruach Hakodesh is the prescribed covering of man. God will not allow anything less.
Most people are blindly unaware of this truth. They live and die separated from God believing that this life is all there is. Their focus is on self and work to care and protect self at all cost. I shudder to think how surprised they are when they leave this realm for the eternal and must face the Living God sans His covering.
Having suffered the death of half of me in the death of my husband I am more aware of the "other side" than ever before. I have a greater burden for widows than ever before. I have a bigger burden for the lost than before his death. For me mourning has put me in a place I've never been in my life, though I've lost children and friends and family to death.
I've had friends attempt to direct my path during the loss of my spouse, the death of half of me. I became acutely aware of their lack of understanding at what one experiences in losing a spouse of thirty four years.
I have feasted and I have mourned. This mourning I have been going through has forced me to cling to The God of All Comfort as He alone was my comfort. I have changed in so many ways and continue to morph into what God will make of me. I never would have thought that mourning is better than feasting, but knowing my end on this tiny blue marble is coming I am glad to have mourned rather than to have been lulled to complacency in a constant feast.
I am more ready to depart than ever before. What about you?
Yeshua/Jesus is the righteousness that God requires as your covering. Do you have him on?
Selah.
- love never fails.