Good Morning,
I just made a pot of Moose Munch Coffee and it is the last of it. I am not sure who sent me the bag of coffee. The coffee was tucked away on a drawer inside a cabinet. And while looking for something else I found it and it has been a very nice treat.
Psalm 56:8 NKJV You number my wanderings; Put my tears in your bottle; Are they not in your book?
I was talking with a friend yesterday and our conversation turned to grieving and loss. I found myself admitting that I am not over losing our grandson last December. I doubt that I ever will be over that loss. There are days when I am just fine and there are the other days when I find my eyes leaking a little and the emotions go from sadness, to anger, to disbelief. I thought that taking down all the memorabilia of him would help and it didn't. Some how that too was felt like a loss. So it is all back in place. Making it worse is watching our daughter suffer through and not much we can say or do helps. Our hearts break for her and we cannot imagine being without her. I don't know how to help.
What is a comfort to me is that I knew his faith in Christ Jesus and that he now resides in heaven and some day I will see him again. I call on God monthly, weekly and daily to easy the pain of loss. It is never gone, but it helps to know that God is with me and will carry me each day. It was difficult for me to admit a weakness and not be the rock that I need to be for my family. Admitting I hurt was the first step in being able to truly seek heavenly comfort and peace.
I will find my strength in God and He will take the dents out of my helmet, sharpen my sword, and let this warrior rest for awhile as needed. I will rest in His arms and when it hurts most, instead of looking down, I will look up and admit my weakness and and take my comfort in Him.
Have a blessed day.
Marty
I remember meeting your grandson when visiting Betty and thinking he was such a fine young man. I lost my son and husband nine days apart and I still wonder how my daughter and I survived the loss. I do know that my faith and the love and support of family and friends helped me. My thoughts and prayers are with you and your daughter as you mourn such a great loss. God bless you both.
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DeleteMarty my heart goes out to you and your family. I can only imagine the pain you feel. 🫶
ReplyDeleteLifting you and your family in prayer my friend
ReplyDeleteIt's hard to face life without them. We miss them so much. I lift up your family and ask God to comfort you.
ReplyDeletePrayers Marty. I can't imagine your pain but God knows. This life is not easy. Thank God for His love and faithfulness, for Jesus Christ His Son who carries us through these hard times. God bless you and your family
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