She was truly my best friend and life companion of 23 Years. We have been through many ups and downs in life, going through infertility for which seemed to be an eternity of 10 years, losing our first child before she was born. I not even really sure at that time I really fully understood the effect that had her in retrospect, and then a year later being advised that we were having twins. I’m so thankful she got to become a mother, I know that she felt very broken when Drs would tell her she would probably not be able to bare children. If you go back and read some of her past blogs, she wrote about this very topic. I believe this is where some of her grieving for the broken-hearted came into play she knew what it was like to feel broken.
As I go back and read her past works for which it helps me remember her voice, it seemed even early on in her spiritual journey she had her eye on the prize. What prize you say? The prize of our eternal home as believers we must remember this life on earth is not our final dwelling place a home is waiting for us in Heaven. Gods Holy place. You will find she had a strong faith in the promise of the Lord as you read her impactful words. While saddened by her passing I find Joy, Joy in the Mourning. Which is kinda ironic considering she played a small part in turning a ministry with that very name into an international operating ministry.
That very ministry came by my side when she passed and helped put together her celebration of life, and have also created a fund to help other widows and widowers in their time of need during loss. She had dealt with grief in her life in the past and recently before she passed as you can read in her past works you will come across those stories as well. Even with her dealing with past grief I’m so glad that she never had to grieve over losing a spouse, for that gives me Joy knowing that she would never have to endure such loss. For this type of loss I would not wish on anyone ever having to endure. We always saw ourselves as growing old together and hoping to pass on together as well, like the couple in Titanic. For now I see God has planned out a different path than what her and I imagined. As I ponder on what it has been like to lose her, I think about the amount of Grief Jesus felt for us when He died on the cross. I’m sure my grief is a very small fraction much like a mustard seed in comparison to the amount of Grief He felt for His people.
As for now I find Joy in serving and talking with the Broken-Hearted just as she did. Carrying on the Legacy of loving people like Jesus would. For He calls us to love on the Broken and Weary!
Here’s to learning and loving on the Lonely, the Weary, the Broken and the Broken-Hearted just as Jesus Did.