Time does not heal all wounds...
I'm convinced that there are some wounds that perhaps will never heal...
I called my big brother's cell phone praying that his voicemail message would come on- and it did... I just wanted to hear his voice...
And then I called to speak with my sis-in-law and nieces, and as soon as she answered I broke down...
You know, not to toot my own horn- but I'm pretty amazing at alot of things... I can cook. I'm a decent photographer. I'm fantastic with childrens ministry. I'm a pretty rockin' wife and mommy... but there are a few things that I can't seem to wrap my brain around...one of them being GRIEF
I totally and completely suck at it... I have no clue how to "properly" deal with my heart break and sadness.
I wish I knew why he was taken... do I have the right to ask? The God of the universe made His decision- who am I to question it...
I am surrounded by love every single day, and yet i'm filled with an overwhelming loneliness much of the time...
I am so blessed. I do know that. Without doubt, I am one of HIS favorites. (so are you)
The death of my brother is something I have no idea how to come to terms with. I am starting a series of "Grief Share" classes tomorrow. I need a revelation from God through these classes. I need Him to wrap His arms around me and tell me He loves me and that it will soon all be okay. He is good, all the time- and I will continue to seek His face in the midst of my heartache...
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