This morning I got a message about a family whose 16 year old son died in the night. He had leukemia. Be still my heart.
It has brought on a flood of emotions, and as I sit in my church parking lot today, I am trying to dry up the tears.
For me, this is the week. The week my life changed forever. I don’t celebrate this anniversary but I am always reminded. I am attaching an old blog post for those of you who don’t know about the pain I am speaking of.
But I rejoice. I rejoice because right now I hurt. It feels as though my God is silent. But He is not.
My King came in the form of a manger. He went to a cross one where Mary watched her son die. So I am going out on a limb, but I say that before we can know great joy, we must know great pain.
The greater the pain, the greater the joy. The gratitude. The awe and wonder of how a Savior came for me.
And one day… oh yes, one day, He is coming back.
He is coming back for those who are His. That’s me.
If I am still here when He returns, he will look at the masses and say, “Let’s go!” But He will look at me and say, “Let’s go-ready to see your dad again??”
Now I am squalling. Thanks God for this image this morning. Tears are good.
So is waterproof mascara.:)
This is an old blog post, but it tells my story for those of you who do not know.
https://kathymcbroom.com/2015/12/12/the-year-my-dad-had-a-stroke-at-christmastime/
Let the celebration begin, after the tears. Thanks to all of you that encourage me. We go through this pain together.
“I got you, girl. I died so that you could live in paradise with no more tears” Jesus
Enjoy this video by some sweet friends and amazing people.
“Mary, Did You Know?”
Merry Christmas
I too know how holiday celebrations can be hard. I’m thankful our Savior was a man of sorrow and understands the pain in a heart.
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Amen!
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