Saturday, March 16, 2013

Death, where is your sting? - 1 Cor 15:55

Sometimes things just catch me off guard.

I was going through some old emails and deleting old accounts, when I ran across an email address that made me start to cry. You see, this summer, a dear friend of my sister and a former coworker of ours passed away. It was unexpected. He was 22 and though I hadn't seen him in several years it still hurts knowing he's gone. I worked at Montavilla pool for 8 summers and Michael was there the last couple years. He was a great kid, like another little brother. I wasn't able to go to his memorial service 'cause I was at a baby shower for my son, Seth. I think about him almost every day and I'm sad he's gone.

I don't understand why Michael's not here anymore. I don't know what was troubling him so much. I hurt for his family, having lost a brother and a son. Sometimes I look at my beautiful baby boy and I think how Michael's mom must be heartbroken. I can't imagine losing Seth.

I struggle to keep my hands open and keep Seth in God's hands. Things like this make me want to hold on to him so much tighter and hug him just a little longer. I guess it just proves I'm a momma.

My heart aches. There are several people fairly close to me who have lost loved ones lately, I just want to sit and cry with them and let them know it's OK that it hurts. I don't know what else to say. How do you comfort a friend who's lost their daughter or grandfather?

Easter is coming up in a few weeks. I'll probably be an emotional wreck, thinking about the mother's perspective this year. It's interesting how your point of view changes. Jesus wasn't just some single guy, He was a son, a brother, a friend, let alone the fact He is God. I often forget and take for granted what Jesus has done for me. I am so happy I can hope in Him.

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