Help urself to the fruit and hope u enjoy the wallpapers.. I forgot to add them prior. razz..
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the insight was about all the people who were purposing to make our grief more difficult...most of those people are now out of our lives for the most part, a few brief moments here and there. But to be honest, our grief was all but consuming us as it was, and then they added to it, it is a miracle we survived it. A greater miracle, that we are learning to thrive in the midst of it. Not only had we suddenly lost our son, sent another to war, and had to deal with evil people, but we had to protect many people from those evils around us, our youngest thought of suicide, the young woman who was celebrating her graduation, was consumed with guilt over allowing swimming, the rest of the family was struggling with that and other issues that even now are tearing their family apart (very tragic) one of the people who was being evil, was attacking our church and pastor and ended up having to be kicked out of the church. Seriously, without the power of the living God, we would have been lost in our pain and you would have never met me....but God is good and His grace is bountiful and healing can be found in the midst of pain beyond what we can fathom.
Still "leaving"...finishing some things on the forums, and keeping the account open in case I need to do some research into what people think and believe, but otherwise done here at least for a season. This study is consuming me, in fact, maybe when it is to the point of formal sharing, I'll pop back in and start a thread about it, just for fun.
And before I forget and get wrapped up in my study for the day, you have blessed me greatly today. Thanks for your post, hope to run into you again soon.
Your words were refreshing and warm...that is a blessing.Awww, Thanx.. how did i bless u today. Glad i made an inspired empression. Hope it last forever. Plezd to meet u too. Good luck in ur studies. Make sure u eat well and be a comfort spot when u read and try to picture what u r studing. If u r around other students studing the samething see if y guys can demo it? Suggestion. What r u studing?? May u have an enrichd day
Filld with harmony,... Laugh a lot today
My friend. Itll keep u young. Always
Smile even in ur words my friend. May u always have a zest for Gods World..
razz..
Your words were refreshing and warm...that is a blessing.
We are currently studying biblical Love, our study at the moment is who we are to love, and the first of those loves is a husband toward the wife. Fascinating study!!! Previously we studied the different pictures of Love God has given us, like Father love, Savior love, we just started teaching Comforter love in SS. Our book on I Cor. 13 love is almost complete, which makes two book sets ready to go. (nine planed)
In addition to that we are working on our masters degree in pastoral counseling, (this is the last class) and will start the doctorate program right after that. Between all that, the counseling we do, trying to get our house together and property set up for garden and animals (miracle house but needs totally stripped and redone, had to re plumb, needed heat, etc. just to move in so our daughter could start school) I stay pretty busy. Today's focus, putting together what I have learned about submission as wife's are instructed to do. Speaking of which, lunch is over, back to work. lol
Have an incredible day...may you see a glimpse of God today, as you seek Him in every moment, every circumstance, every detail of your life.
Help urself to the fruit and hope u enjoy the wallpapers.. I forgot to add them prior. razz..i specially liked the colord build/.. Scene thats coooollll
In our household, when the kids were born, they got home made baby blankets, kind of a big deal. Then I made them a blanket when they were old enough to pick out a design, and then my mother made them another a few years ago for Christmas. So they have kind of a legacy of homemade blankets, in fact, they each have one that their great grandmother either made or helped make.
WEll, this week, our sons baby blanket came home from being repaired. It's kind of throwing me for a loop. I thought I would be past this by now. So far, no tears, that is good I guess, but I miss him and wish I could just quit so that I could go home and see both my King and my son. Kind of a low day, full of self doubts and tired of the pains of this world. Can't even bear the thought of getting the blanket out and looking at it...man do I miss him, so want to pick up the phone and call, just to hear his voice.
Did u ask ur son what happend at school?? it could have been an accident.
My friendhey btw
our son died over 2 years ago, what and how can I ask him and what should I be asking him? Your response makes absolutely no sense...and to top that off, what does school have to do with anything in the post?Why r u confused?? Razz
Just now, got the phone call, that a friend from church, he wasn't much younger than our son who died not 3 years ago, just rolled a tractor on himself and is now dead. I cannot even tell you how that felt....I relived that moment a couple years ago...trying to keep my head on straight...trying to process...can't even find words right now....if anyone reads this, thank you for the prayers for the family of this young man...more when I can form words.
Okay, so slowly, I am finding words, and I'm going to speak, because I can....
Obviously we have been doing a lot of talking around here, especially to the kids. This was a friend of theirs, a friend only slightly younger than their brother when he died. They are close friends to the young man's best friend, memories are sure to come flooding back. In fact, I remember getting the word. It first came through text, "did you hear what happened to X?" Something in my heart knew, my heart relived those moments when I knew 2 1/2 years ago. My heart sank, my stomach ached, my mind swirled. In fact, a form of panic settled, in which I cried out, even shouted to God..."No! NO!" Then the reply, a tractor rolled on him and he is gone. Like that day our son died, my mind wouldn't allow my head to accept what my heart had known. I demanded he tell me it was a joke, that X was fine. Then those haunting words, "He is with (our sons name)"...I wanted to vomit...no parent is suppose to have to go through this. The emotions of that day, forced themselves into my being again, and I couldn't stop sobbing. Not just for our own grief, but for theirs as well.
Last night, the phone was busy, people checking in on us, talking about it themselves, trying to make sense out of it all. We joined the youth for prayer at the church, as they grieved the second loss of their group. That is when I began to open my eyes and look around me, to see a beautiful, wonderful piece of God that is more amazing than I have words to express.
In order to survive our sons death, one thing we had to learn, was to take our eyes off ourselves, off our pain, and look at things from another persons perspective. Some call this humility, for us, it looked something like this. My heart is broken into a million pieces and will never be able to be put back together without some pain remaining, by my son has been given a gift of such honor that we can't help but be happy for him. He will no longer ever have to suffer, no pain, no sickness, no poverty, no oppression, no more failures, and even more, he is in the presence of the King of Kings, daily going to the Kings table to feast, as family, not slave. What parent could ever ask more for her son? In this, we found strength, in this, our own pain is mingled with a thankful and excited wonder at our sons new fortune.
As we allowed the lesson of that "humility" to filter into this situation, as we allowed the lesson to take our eyes off our own pain and put them onto the pain of others, our own pain did not lessen, but it did, make room so that we could lift some of their burden for them, as so many did for us. In learning to see with different eyes, our own pain does not consume us, it doesn't envelop us in a grief too large to handle, but rather, it takes its proper place in our lives. The place of purpose, of strength, of grace and understanding, and in that place, it offers a healing, a sharing that few will ever have to endure. In that proper place, we learn, that our pain is nothing compared to theirs right now, this day, and someday, we will all be reunited with our boys, who are right now, sitting at the feet of our Lord, enjoying a life beyond our wildest imaginations.
The pain is very real, the struggle to get through the day is no less, but today, our eyes will not remain on self, today, we will look ahead, just as Christ did, and see what is to come, and in that find strength and resolve to honor the will of God even in this.
May you find strength for your day, grace to endure, and the power and beauty of true humility.
Way to go...... R u ok?? Razz
Hey and plezd to meet u. My son is 22 with a heart condition. I keep telling him hes beating the odds with adhd..
plez pray for him consistant strife/..
He's on med.s now. And full of awesome sponk. I am so proud of him. He wants to go to College...
YEAYEEE!!!.
While I'm happy that you are proud of your son, this is razz's post on how she is struggling with the death of another young man. Let's be sensitive.
Razz, I buried my 12 year old daughter almost 10 years ago. I understand how the feelings well up at the most unexpected times. My heart goes out to you, and the parents of the other boy. *hugs*
Just now, got the phone call, that a friend from church, he wasn't much younger than our son who died not 3 years ago, just rolled a tractor on himself and is now dead. I cannot even tell you how that felt....I relived that moment a couple years ago...trying to keep my head on straight...trying to process...can't even find words right now....if anyone reads this, thank you for the prayers for the family of this young man...more when I can form words.
As the waves of grief begin their assault on our community of friends here, especially in our own household, I am reminded of the early days of our sons death. My stomach is still tied up in knots, my heart broken, as if ripped from my being and stomped to the ground. I remember the hollowed out feeling my husband speaks often of, and the surreal ness to the whole thing. With our son, we had expectations, we expected if he died it would be on the roads, we expected our eldest to come home in a body bag from the war zone, but a swimming accident? That was never in our expectations, we didn't have time to prepare, to think, to grasp what was happening as people spoke to us, the words just jumbled together. Nothing made sense, it couldn't be true!
I remember well, the way the sun, moon, and stars mocked our pain, as if nothing had happened, the sun set and arose again. The world had changed forever, nothing would ever again be as it was, but the sun didn't know this, it didn't receive the message, that things were different now. As if nothing ever happened the sun set and rose to lead on with a new day. We didn't want to face a new day, didn't want to hear the birds sing, they didn't know, didn't understand. But maybe, just maybe they did understand. Maybe, just maybe they weren't mocking our pain, but rather death. Maybe the new day, was suppose to remind us that there is hope, there is grace, peace, joy, life after we close our eyes to this earth. Maybe the sun setting and rising again, was to be a reminder that not even death can hold us if we put our trust in the living God.
I can almost see our son, welcoming this young boy, eager to show him all the wonders of their new home. Since we had kids, this will be the fourth young man we have helped bury, not to mention the teens I said goodbye to as a teen. I'm tired of burying kids! But oh just imagine the party they are having, the robes of royalty they adorn. Imagine the reunion when we ourselves go home! Forever they remain in our hearts, forever the tears flow because we can't touch them, or hear their voices and forever we will remember, that the sun will set, the sun will rise, just as if nothing happened, not to mock our pain, but to remind us that there is a future, a reunion day.
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