The past month has been a very sad one for many of the people I love. I have three friends at work who lost loved ones--a father, a nephew, and a mother. I have a friend at church who lost her father. And today I learned that a dear young lady who grew up in my home church lost her first child just hours before his birth. Nine months of waiting, anticipating, and dreaming, crushed--replaced instead with heartbreak, tears, and sorrow. I understand the heartache of losing a father, a brother, and a child and regardless of how sincere, words alone can't always bring comfort. The best comfort comes from the embrace of loved ones and the tears they cry for your hurt. Even years later, the love of family and friends is well remembered. It sustained us when we felt utterly alone. But, above all else, as Believers, we knew we were never really alone. In our times of sorrow, God held us in his arms and gave us a peace that passed all understanding. I pray the same for all of those who are reeling from the loss of a loved one.
"Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight." ~ Proverbs 3:5-6
"The LORD is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit." ~ Psalm 34:18