Another obvious TT post, I know, but my cousin Rachel lost her son, Logan yesterday. He was such a sweet, smily baby boy and his life was much too short. Like, how do I even begin to fathom that, much less write about it? Even as close to losing Maggie as we were, we didn't. So I'm really taking stock of my blessings and that certainly includes my two beautiful children sleeping in their beds. The loss of life, particularly a loved one generally leads one to look introspectively and evaluate one's own life. And I can't think of one single reason to complain. You know, I got upset yesterday morning because I dropped one of my cookie tins and it dented. A tin! I mean, who cares!? Yes, many or most of us can get frustrated when silly things happen, but in the grand scheme of things what does it matter? It doesn't. Amidst all the struggles, grief, joy, love, pain & sorrow I can face daily as a human, I am surrounded by my loved ones; and what's more than that, I have an almighty saviour who came and died for my sins so that my struggles, grief, pain & sorrow would only be temporary- limited to this lifetime- but my joy and love would sustain forever. And for that I'm thankful.
Please join me in praying for this family, that they embrace the love of Christ, the only true source of comfort in this time of pain. That they surrender themselves completely to His healing and His love as they begin their long journey of mouring and healing.
Yes, I am so thankful for my children. That despite the challenge of raising them, they are here, safe and sound in our home, breathing, dreaming and a stone's throw from curling up in my arms.
"Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted." Matthew 5:4
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