Healing
It has been six years this July that my daughter left us. She would have finished her kindergarten year. One day early in my grief, I counted to 100, for each year that my daughter missed in this world. Today, the pain is dull and only comes back sharp in a dream or when I get near to her anniversary. Holiday, too, always means someone is missing. It is OK to live with pain though, because I know I will see her again. I know she is loved and safe. I know Jesus loves me. And I know Jesus loves her. And whatever other questions I have, will have to wait. Until I meet my savior, my comforter, I will rest in Christ's love.
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"Thus says the Lord: In Ramah is heard the sound of moaning, of bitter weeping! Rachel mourns her children, she refuses to be consoled because her children are no more. Thus says the Lord: Cease your cries of mourning, Wipe the tears from your eyes. The sorrow you have shown shall have its reward, says the Lord..." Jeremiah 31:15-17
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