Friday, December 30, 2016

On Your Shore

This is a song I've liked for a long time by Enya.

 
 
On Your Shore
 
Strange how my heart beats
To find myself upon your shore.
Strange how I still feel
My loss of comfort gone before.
 
Cool waves wash over
And drift away with dreams of youth
So time is stolen
I cannot hold you long enough.
 
And so this is where I should be now
Days and nights falling by
Days and nights falling by me.
I know of a dream I should be holding
Days and nights falling by
Days and nights falling by me.
 
Soft blue horizons
Reach far into my childhood days
As you are rising
To bring me my forgotten ways.
 
Strange how I falter
To find I'm standing in deep water
Strange how my heart beats
To find I'm standing on your shore.


Another shore

This was in part of an article that I shared that Pastor gave us but I wanted to remember this:

Just upon another shore and in a greater light

How Many Kings

This song came on during the holidays and it was beautiful.

How Many Kings
by Downhere

Follow the star to a place unexpected
Would you believe, after all we've projected,
A child in a manger?
Lowly and small, the weakest of all
Unlikeliest hero, wrapped in his mother's shawl
Just a child
Is this who we've waited for?
'Cause

How many kings step down from their thrones?
How many lords have abandoned their homes?
How many greats have become the least for me?
And how many gods have poured out their hearts
To romance a world that is torn all apart
How many fathers gave up their sons for me?

Bringing our gifts for the newborn Savior
All that we have, whether costly or meek
Because we believe.
Gold for his honor, and frankincense for his pleasure
And myrrh for the cross he will suffer
Do you believe?
Is this who we've waited for?

All for me
All for you

Observation

I have noticed most recently (since yours) how many accidents are reported involving young athletes. These attract the most attention I would say because athletes are usually pretty popular people (not elite or anything, just well-known because of the group they are a part of) and of course celebrity athletes. Also, the fact that someone dies at a young age also makes people take notice. I think the combination of those two factors can be greatly used by God to influence a lot of people for His Kingdom. The death of a young athlete can impact so many, more than we can ever know. Not just for the people who knew them and who attend the funeral where hopefully the Gospel is preached, but just anyone contemplating life and death issues. Interesting.

Thursday, December 29, 2016

Queen for a day

This may sound weird and conceited, but knowing who it's coming from, hopefully no one would think that.

As odd as it seems, the thought occurred to me today that I deserve to be treated no less than the queen I am. I have put in my time, I have paid my dues, I have developed my skills and character refined through fires of the worst sort. I put others first ALWAYS, even when it's unnecessary. I am an amazing mother, daughter, daughter-in-law, sister, sister-in-law, wife (yes, I will say it), church member, child of God, employee, friend, aunt, cousin, niece, granddaughter, EVERYTHING! I'm humble, responsible, dependable, thoughtful, loving, patient, kind, positive (finally), joyful, forgiving, creative, smart, honest and calm. I am a great housekeeper, cook, decorator, shopper and laundress. I watch what I eat and I exercise regularly. I LIVED through the death of my son and can still function and be successful in life. I love my kids fiercely and would do anything for them. I stand for what is right and what is good as much as I can. I would never refer to myself as lazy. I have amazing taste and an incredible sense of humor. I'm a good listener and do my best to help and encourage others. If someone doesn't like me, they have a HUGE problem or they are jealous of me. It sounds egotistical, but it's not-it's the truth. I worked hard to get to this point and it should be celebrated and appreciated. Yay me!


(The title "Queen for a day" came from the day of your funeral when people were asking me what I wanted and I was able to just tell them and they did it. Everything and anything I requested was done. I felt guilty about it for a little while, because it's something I'm not used to. I shouldn't have though).

Strips of paper

I was trimming a little sheet of paper and when I looked down at the three strips of paper I cut to throw them away, they fell in the form of an "H."

Final day of Grief Bites

Day 60 of Grief Bites, A New Approach

Thank you for going through 60 days of Grief Bites: A New Approach to Grief with us. We pray God used this special time to draw you very close to His heart.

In the days to come, ask God to strengthen and comfort you.

He is, and always will be, a faithful Friend to the bereaved.

Be sure to read 5 chapters of Psalms and 1 chapter from Proverbs each day.

God will be faithful to continue to lead and guide you through your grief and life challenges.

Think of the many ways He has cared for you and lead you these last 60 days.

Thank Him for carrying you through your grief experience and continue trusting in His goodness.

Pursue His heart, and purpose and plan for your life, with all your might from this day forward.

Choose to shine

Lydia Kimball had this posted on her Facebook page the other day.

I admire people who choose to shine even after all the storms they've been through.

Who you really are

Interesting quote-money-related by Dave Ramsey.

What you do with money shows who you really are.

Our brokenness

It looks like there are too many "n's" in that word. I will have to check.

You take our brokenness and make us beautiful. -Toby Mac

(I guess that's right-spell check didn't come up)

For a reason

I'm thinking this quote applies more in the case of Dad than of you.

God often removes someone from your life for a reason. Think before you chase after them. -Toby Mac

Many Mansions

This was the Verse of the Day from Bible Gateway today.

John 14:1-3
Let not your heart be troubled; you believe in God, believe also in Me. In My Father's house are many mansions; if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and receive you to Myself; that where I am, there you may be also.

Counseling

I just had this thought about counseling that I wanted to record. People often ask if I would consider counseling for my marriage problems, personal problems, etc.

I have tried marriage counseling, but I don't think counseling helps when the counselor puts the guilt trip on you or gets on your case for your problems. I know the consequences of not getting along with my husband. I live them every day. I know that it's not a good environment for the kids. I know it's sinful and God isn't happy with it. I just don't know how to stop. I don't know how to not have a reaction or opinion to unreasonable demands and ideas. I don't think being told to "stop fighting" helps. If this is counseling, then I don't want it.

I don't think marriage counseling helps when your husband lies and pretends like he doesn't do anything wrong, when he denies or portrays situations differently than they really are, and/or when he promises to do something differently and then gets home and doesn't do what he says. I don't think it helps when he turns everything around on me and asks me to come up with specific examples on the spot only to give an excuse for what happened or argue that I misunderstood the situation.

Counseling can't cure stubbornness or stupidity.

Afterthought: I was trying to think of a word to describe how I felt in previous counseling sessions and the word is chastised. I feel like I was being chastised in counseling for something I knew was wrong but needed help fixing.

Wednesday, December 28, 2016

Unconditionally

From day 59 of Grief Bites, A New Approach. Only one day left of this series-I'm sad!

When I went through a very tough seven years of trials and grief, I began to truly fall apart. The last three years of this specific long season of grief, I began to majorly resent my grief.

I had experienced several deaths of loved ones, watched my son go through surgeries and consultations for tumors, went through terrible pain in my marriage and almost got divorced, went through a cancer scare and had two surgeries, and then I was diagnosed with a life-long autoimmune illness which made me severely ill and in constant pain.

I was worn out with grief. (Author added periods between each word, but those annoyed me).

As I cried out to God, seeking to understand why so much had to happen all at once, I shared with Him how hard the last several years had been.

As I was tempted to be filled with bitterness and resentment from my circumstances, God was good to remind me of a life-changing fact.

I could feel him asking my heart, "(Andi), did you give your heart and life to me?"

"Yes, Lord. Of course I did."

I felt God further questioning my heart, "How much of your life did you give to me...a little of it, some of it, or all of it?...And was it conditionally or unconditionally?"

"All of it, Lord...and unconditionally."

I was beautifully humbled and reminded in that quiet moment that I was bought at a very high price...I unconditionally gave and surrendered my life to the Lord to use however He saw best.

Sometimes we can resent our griefs and trials...and feel as though we got the short end of the stick in life.

We struggle through our emotions and try to balance out what has happened.

We try to balance what is fair vs. unfair, right vs. wrong, and justice vs. injustice.

The problem is, the scales will never balance out fairly...not here on earth.

One day, God will balance everything out and the scales will make perfect sense,

But while on earth, when we feel as though our world has fallen apart, it is vital to remember Whose we are and trust God to repair and heal all of the broken fragments of our grief and life. He is an amazing source of comfort and He is our greatest advocate.

When you fully give and surrender your heart and life to Him, He is faithful to work out each and every situation of grief you go through.

When you have days where you feel hopeless, discouraged, or brokenhearted, remember Whose you are...and that He is there!


He bought you at a great price and is faithful to make Romans 8:28 come alive to you through your grief and for your life!

Verse:
1 Corinthians 6:20: For you were bought at a price; therefore glorify God in your body and in your spirit, which are God's.

And Them That Mourn

This is the article that Pastor gave us that inspired his "non-poem." It's kind of long. It's by Albert Mohler.

Families across the Christian world are gathering for Christmas even now, with caravans of cars and planeloads of passengers headed to hearth and home. Christmas comes once again, filled with the joy, expectation, and sentiment of the season. It is a time for children, who fill homes with energy, excitement, and sheer joy. And it is a time for the aged, who cherish Christmas memories drawn from decades of Christmas celebrations. Even in an age of mobility, families do their best to gather as extended clans, drawn by the call of Christmas.

And yet, the sentiment and joy of the season is often accompanied by very different emotions and memories. At some point, every Christian home is invaded by the pressing memory of loved ones who can no longer gather - of empty chairs and empty arms, and aching hearts. For some, the grief is fresh, suffering the death of one who was so very present at the Christmas gathering last year, but is now among the saints resting in Christ. For others, it is the grief of a loss suffered long ago. We grieve the absence of parents and grandparents and aunts and uncles and siblings. Some, with a grief almost too great to bear, suffer the heartbreak that comes with the death of a child.

Is Christmas also for those who grieve? Such a question would perplex those how experienced the events that night in humble Bethlehem and those who followed Christ throughout His earthly ministry. Christmas is especially for those who grieve.

The Apostle Paul, writing to the Galatians, reminds us of the fact that we are born as slaves to sin. "But when the fullness of time had come, God sent forth his Son, born of a woman, born under the law, to redeem those who were under the law, so that we might receive adoption as sons." (Galatians 4:4) Out of darkness, came light. As the prophet Isaiah foretold, "The people who walked in darkness have seen a great light; those who walk in a land of deep darkness, on them light has shined." (Isaiah 9:2)

This same Christ is the Messiah who, as Isaiah declared, "has borne our griefs and carried our sorrows." (Isaiah 53:4). He fully identifies with and shares all our afflictions, and he came that we might know the only rescue from death, sorrow, grief, and sin.

The baby Jesus was born into a world of grief, suffering, and loss. The meaning of his incarnation was recognized by the aged Zechariah, the father of John the Baptist, who prophesied that God has acted to save his people, "because of the tender mercy of our God, whereby the sunrise shall visit us from on high, to give light to those who sit in darkness and in the shadow of death, to guide our feet into the way of peace." (Luke 1:78-79)

There are so many Christians who, even now, are suffering the grief that feels very much like the shadow of death. How can they celebrate Christmas, and how might we celebrate with them?

In 1918, a special service was written for the choir of King's College at Britain's Cambridge University. The "Service of Nine Lessons and Carols" was first read and sung in the magnificent chapel of King's College in that same year, establishing what is now a venerable Christmas tradition. In the "Bidding Prayer" prepared to call the congregation together for that beautiful service, the great truths of Christmas are declared in unforgettable prose:

Beloved in Christ, be it this Christmastide our care and delight to hear again the message of the angels, and in heart and mind to go even unto Bethlehem and see this thing which is come to pass, and the Babe lying in a manger.

Therefore let us read and mark in Holy Scripture the tale of the loving purposes of God from the first days of our disobedience unto the glorious Redemption brought us by this Holy Child.

But first, let us pray for the needs of the whole world; for peace on earth and goodwill among all his people; for unity and brotherhood within the Church he came to build, and especially in this city.

And because of this all things would rejoice his heart, let us remember, in his name, the poorand helpless, the cold, the hungry, and the oppressed; the sick and them that mourn, the lonely and the unloved, the aged and the little children; all those who know not the Lord Jesus, or who love him not, or who by sin have grieved his heart of love.

On the very evening of the celebration of Christ's birth, Christians are called to remember, in Christ's name, the poor and the helpless, the cold and the hungry, the oppressed and the sick, the lonely and the unloved, the aged and the children, those who do not know Christ, "and them that mourn."

The church is filled with those who, while not grieving as others grieve, bear grief as Christians who miss their loved ones, who cherish their memories, and who wonder at times how to think of such grief at Christmas. Far too many homes are filled with them that mourn.

And it will be so until Christ comes again. The great truth of Christmas is that the Father so loves the world that he sent his own Son to assume human flesh and to dwell among us, to die for our sins and to suffer for our iniquity, and to declare that the kingdom of God is at hand. This same Jesus was raised from the dead on the third day, conquering death and sin. There is salvation, full pardon from sin, and life everlasting to those who believe and trust in him.

Christmas is especially for those who mourn and suffer grief, for the message of Christmas is nothing less than the death of death in the death and resurrection of Christ.

And them that mourn. Christmas is especially for those bearing grief and sorrow. Our joy is hindered temporarily by the loss we have suffered, even as we know that those who are in Christ are promised everlasting life. We know that even now they are with Christ, for to be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord.

Christians bear a particular responsibility to surround fellow believers with this confidence, and to minister Christmas joy and love to those bearing griefs. We stand together in the Gospel of Jesus Christ, declaring that the Apostle Paul that nothing, not even death, can separate us from the love of God. We bind one another's hearts, respect one another's tears, and remind one another of the blessed hope. For, it was Christ himself who promised that our "sorrow will turn into joy." (John 16:20) When we sing Christmas carols and read the great Christmas texts of the Bible, we hurl the message of life over death against the Evil One and death, who meet their ultimate defeat in Christ.

That Bidding Prayer written for King's College, Cambridge, in 1918 draws to a close with words that speak so powerfully to the Church about these very truths:

Lastly, let us remember before God all those who rejoice with us, but upon another shore, and in a greater light, that multitude which no man can number, whose hope was in the Word made flesh, and with whom in the Lord Jesus we are for ever one.

Those words are exactly right. Those who have gone before us to be with the Lord are with us in Christmas joy. They rejoice with us, "but upon another shore, and in a greater light." Our loved ones in Christ are in that unnumbered multitude" whose hope was in the Word made flesh." The great truth of Christmas is shouted in the face of death when we declare that, even now, "in the Lord Jesus we are forever one."

Your loved one was not created and given the gift of life merely for that chair now empty. Those who are in Christ were created for eternal glory. We must train our sentiments to lean into truth, and we must know that Christmas is especially for those who grieve.

And them that mourn. The chair may now be empty, but heaven will be full. Remember, above all else, that those who are in Christ, though dead, celebrate Christmas with us--just upon another shore, and in a greater light. Merry Christmas.









Tuesday, December 27, 2016

Buried heart

From Day 58 of Grief Bites, A New Approach'

When someone goes through grief, it as though their very heart is buried deep into the cold ground.

It is up to each person whether they will allow God to water, nurture, and grow the seeds of their personal grief...or if they choose to allow a root of bitterness to choke out the seeds.

It is TOTALLY possible to emerge stronger from grief and to beautifully bloom with the help of God's healing hand.

Once someone has gone through grief trusting God, they find greater JOY and the seeds of their grief BLOOM and become a sweet fragrance that draws a hurting world to their testimony.

Although life is not fair, and God never willingly causes grief, He does entrust specific heartaches to the individuals He knows will responsibly shine the brightest light through their storms.

Who can you be a light to in spite of grief?

Who will see your joy and loyalty to God in spite of your heartache?

Verse:
Matthew 5:16: Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works and glorify your Father in heaven.

Deep Scar

With each grief experience you face, there will remain a deep scar.

It is up to each of us to either allow the scar to be a definitive painful reminder of the hurt...or...it can be a beautiful reminder of the love and memories we shared with our treasured loved one.

Yes, we will be in pain after losing a loved one but with time, we can choose to celebrate their life and allow the scar to become a beautiful symbol of tribute.

As a child of God, it's never "goodbye"...it's "I'll see you later."

Remember that each time your heart scars over in pain.

Top 5

From Day 56 of Grief Bites, A New Approach

Today's devotional was SO GOOD! (typed SO GOD by accident, but that applied too).

I am frequently asked what was made the greatest difference in my grief recovery...and I love to share what God has done in my life. I am so grateful to Him for lifting me out of my grief and giving me firm place to stand so I can tell others about His great love.

These are my Top 5 things (other than family and friends) that tremendously helped me through deep grief. I hope these are an encouragement to you today...and I hope you will come up with a Top 5 list for yourself so you can share God's love and healing with others.

1.   God. He was there for me through the sleepless nights, showed me scriptures that infused me with
      hope, became my brightest joy and comfort as well as my best friend, collected every tear I cried
      and wrote each heartache in His book, tattoed my name on His hands, and gave me a beautiful
      life purpose. He is ALWAYS there for me 24/7.

2.  Journaling. When my pain was too heavy and deep to speak, or I couldn't vocalize my thoughts, I
     could always write them in my journal. Some of my journal writings, the scripture God showed
     me, and 10 of my journal prayers were what formed my book, Getting Your Breath Back After
     Life Knocks It Out of You. If you are going through grief, journaling helps so much, especially
     since your memory will fail you in times of grief.

3.  Gratefulness. Finding 5 things each and every day to be grateful for eventually put life back in
     perspective for me. As I cultivated a grateful heart, I was able to live life fuller, with much more
     meaning. Little things became big things. Things/people I once took for granted became much
     more important. I became so grateful for the people who were still in my life and thankful for
     simple joys in life. Nature. Music. Family. Friends. A great cup of tea of coffee. Love. Health.
     Hugs. A relaxing dinner out. An ice cream cone. Birthdays of loved ones. Holidays. The ocean.
     Sunshine. Rainy days. Grief taught me to never take anyone or anything for granted. Taking the
     time to focus on what I still had in life, more than who and what I had lost, dramatically helped
     me through grief.

4.  Celebrating. Celebrating my loved one's lives--whether they are living or deceased--has been an
     incredible experience. So many times in grief, people faultily think the goal is to "get over" a
     loved one...and sometimes, people become so deep in grief, they forget to still love and invest in
     their living loved one's lives. I celebrate all of them. My sister loved baking...so in her honor
     and memory, I celebrate her memory by baking treats and giving them to people who I know need
     encouragement. I honor my loved ones who are in heaven by celebrating my time I had with them
     by enjoying things they once loved to do while on earth and I celebrate my loved ones who are
     living by loving them well while I still have them to enjoy and love. Each and every day is worth
     living and celebrating...and so are loved ones! Celebrating life with God and the friendship He
     offers is the best of all!

5.  My life purpose. Going through so many deaths and trials molded my heart to have the ability to
     help others through grief. With each heartache I experienced, my life purpose and the amount of
     people I would be able to minister to grew. I truly enjoy helping people through my grief ministry.
     To see someone who is incredibly downcast find God again and life again is priceless. If you
     have, or are experiencing grief, God is going to use you to be an absolute jewel to someone who
     is going through a similar situation. Seek God to find your life purpose. Two awesome resources...

Verse:
Psalm 40:2:
He also brought me up out of a horrible pit,
Out of the miry clay,
And set my feet upon a rock,
And established my steps.

Christmas in Heaven

Pastor wrote and read this Christmas morning. It made me cry. He had a copy of it waiting at the door for me along with a copy of an article that inspired him to write it. Here it is:

Christmas in Heaven
A reminder for those whose loved ones have gone to heaven.

Those believers who have died worship the Christ of Christmas in person.

There is no Christmas tree, for Christ Himself is there.

Their gifts are not material things, but rather heaven itself and all its glory.

Their songs are not weakened by human frailty but are strengthened by God.

Their hearts are not sad, but are glad because of the sight of God.

Their memories are purified so that they focus not on the darkness of past earthly life.

Their lives are marked by rest and not anxiety.

Their fellowship is sweet, with all those believers who have died before them and since.

Their dwelling place is perfect, with no lack.

Their hearts are free from the cares of earthly life.

They experience the tender mercy of God every moment. Do not be sad for them!

They remind us that Christmas is one key reason that they are there in heaven now, and why we can hope to go there too.

They await with perfect patience our coming to join them.

They call to us with silent voice to worship as best we can until the Lord deems that it is our time to join them there in Christmas celebration, for all eternity.

Who's Insane

A really good insane person makes you think you are the one who is insane.

Friday, December 23, 2016

In a stable

This is a quote from C.S. Lewis:

Once in our world, a stable had something in it that was bigger than our whole world.

No goodbyes

This was on the Facebook page today for Luminous Light Studio.

There are no goodbyes for us. Wherever you are, you will always be in my heart. -Ghandi

Our story

This was on Facebook. Don't remember noticing an author.

Christmas is a reminder that our story-including all of the difficult parts-is never truly understood until it is seen in the light of God's story.

A decision

This doesn't relate to you too much, but I found this quote interesting.

A mistake repeated more than once is a decision.   -Paul Coelho

Holding our hand

From Day 54 of Grief Bites, A New Approach

There's something incredibly comforting about God's promise to hold our right hand, offering to help us.

When we take God's hand and walk with Him throughout our life, especially in grief, this is definitely an important event that brings great honor to God.

As a child, when I was afraid, hurt, or needed comfort, my parents' hands were the first thing I grabbed to hold onto. I believe it is the same for all of us during grief. We need to grab ahold of God's hand and allow Him to comfort us and lift us up.

When we hold the hand of God during grief, a beautiful monument is then built in our heart that we will have the ability to look back on and see how wonderfully and tenderly God held our hand during our toughest days.

God will ALWAYS know how to comfort your heart and soul.

He loves to be your greatest, and sometimes sole encourager so He will get the rightful credit for healing your broken heart.

Allow God to hold your hand today. You won't regret it!

Verse:
Isaiah 41:13:
For I, the Lord your God, will hold your right hand,
Saying to you, "Fear not, I will help you."

Thursday, December 22, 2016

Losing Track

I have noticed that since the one-year anniversary of your accident that keeping track of the amount of time doesn't seem to matter any more. The other day was the one-year, four-month mark but I had to sit and figure that out. Why is that?

It's like each month before the year is meaningful because it's approaching the one-year, but then the next milestone I guess will be the two-year, although I don't know if the year and a half will matter. I mean it matters of course, but keeping track just changes.

It's similar I guess to when someone has a baby and it's really important how many months-old they are before their one year birthday, but then it doesn't matter as much if they are 1 year and 1 month or whatever. I guess because before the one-year, it's the only way to measure the time. Once the year realm is reached, it doesn't seem to matter until the next year passes.

So I guess it's not just a death thing. It's with everything. Like when someone is a baby and their weight is measured in pounds and ounces, but then it just reverts to pounds all the time.

I guess it has something to do with the smaller measurements of time. Like when it was a day since your accident, then it was a week, then it was a month, etc. The measurement stops at a year. Once that is reached, that is the maximum time measurement. There is no need to revert back to the smaller measurements. Hmmm...it's amazing how it helps to figure things out sometimes by writing it out. Sorry this might have been boring for you. Love you!

He has heard me

From Day 53 of Grief Bites, A New Approach

Verse:
Psalm 116:1-2
Thanksgiving for Deliverance from Death
I love the Lord, because He has heard
My voice and my supplications.
Because He has inclined His ear to me,
Therefore I will call upon Him as long as I live.

(For some reason, this verse makes me imagine you in your grave, calling out to the Lord, like "Help me-look what's happened," but then I know that you can't experience sadness or worry any longer. To describe it more, it's like you're telling God, "Look what I've gotten myself into." What an odd thought. I know you miss us, but you're not sad. God knows what happened, He knew it was going to happen. You are with Him now. All is well. Praise God for that! Love you!)

Wednesday, December 21, 2016

Because you're strong

The enemy is not fighting you because you're weak.
He's fighting you because you're strong.

Fake people

Quote on Facebook. Don't know if it was attributed to anyone.

Fake people are only nice when it's convenient, and they usually have a hidden agenda. Genuinely nice people go out of their way to help others, and they have an honest heart. Stick with the ones who never let you down and always keep their promises. You can't fake that.

How we rise

From Toby Mac on Facebook:

What defines us is how well we rise after falling.

Worry and bitterness

Quote from Tim Keller (I think I have quoted him before) on Facebook.
Worry is not believing God will get it right, and bitterness is believing God got it wrong.

Growth and change

This was a quote that Katrina Worrell posted on Facebook the other day. I found it interesting.

Growth is painful.
Change is painful.
But nothing is as painful as staying stuck somewhere you don't belong.

A Strong Woman

This was posted on Lydia Kimball's wall.

 
 
A Strong Woman
is one who feels deeply and loves fiercely
Her tears flow just as abundantly as her laughter...
 
A Strong Woman
is both soft and powerful
She is both practical and spiritual...
 
A Strong Woman
in her essence
is a gift to the world...

All is not lost

From Day 52 of Grief Bites, A New Approach

When Jesus died, it certainly appeared as though the enemy had won...that all was lost.

Isn't that how we feel whenever we go through grief or trials...that all is lost?

Even when our circumstances look bleak, or are extremely discouraging, God has fully the power to resurrect each and every situation we face. He is a genius at causing good to come out of heartbreaking circumstances.

If you look at Scripture, and think about the marvelous testimonies of others, that is where miracles happen most...when all looks lost.

When we go through grief and trials, a very treasured opportunity is afforded to us: we have the opportunity to learn to take on the character qualities and love of Christ...we are predestined to be conformed to the precious image of Christ.

In the darkest days of grief, remember that Christ will glorify Himself in you and through you. As you become more and more like Christ throughout your grief, people will take notice.

What if someone was mightily encouraged to give their life to Christ because of your loyalty to Him during hard times?

God always makes good come out of grief, or blesses His believers, or others, through bleak situations.

Ask God for His mercy, grace, and favor today, and place your situation, heart, and hope in His hands...then fully trust Him!

He is not finished with you yet!

Verse:
Romans 8:28-30
And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose. For whom He foreknew, He also predestined to be conformed to the image of His Son, that He might be the firstborn among many brethren. Moreover whom He predestined, these He also called; whom He called, these He also justified; and whom He justified, these He also glorified.

Loving My Son, After His Death

This is an amazing article that someone shared with Lydia Kimball. I seem to recall thinking of you telling me this (the part where it says, "Mom, I'm here") but I have to track down the post because nothing popped up under my search.

Loving My Son, After His Death
by Nora Wong, NY Times, Dec. 2, 2016

I can feel their unasked questions. People wonder how I can still stand, still walk, still laugh. But they don't ask. You can't ask that of a mother who has lost her child. My son, Daniel, died three years ago at the age of 22. When people ask me, "How...are you?", that pause, that inflection, that's really what they want to know.

I am tempted to tell them that it is I who am lost, not he. I am lost in my search for him, knowing that he is nowhere on this earth. And still, it would not surprise me if he were to appear by my side wearing only his jersey boxers eating a snack at the kitchen counter. At times I can almost smell his warm cheesy breath and his still-boyish sweat. But when I look over my shoulder, he is not there.

My mind invents stories. Daniel is not dead; he is lamenting his performance of his fantasy football team with high school buddies while they wait on line for ice cream at Magic Fountain. He is in his dorm room at Stanford, talking deep into the night with his friends. Daniel is lingering with new friends n the rooftop of his investment firm in Boston where he just started working.

"Where are you, (Hayden)?" I shout the question to the sky when I am strong enough to bear the silence that follows. "Why did you die?" Even that has no real answer. His doctors think Daniel died of new onset refractory status epilepticus, or Norse, a rare seizure disorder in which healthy people with no history of epilepsy suddenly begin to seize uncontrollably. (Personal note: who is to say that this couldn't have happened to you in your accident? There are so many possibilities. It could've just happened to occur while you were driving, causing you to cross the center line.) The majority of patients die or survive with significant brain damage. There is no identified cause or established treatment for Norse. This cloud of uncertainty does not obscure what I know: My child is dead.

The instinct to protect one's offspring runs through mothers of virtually all species. I violated the basic canon of motherhood. I failed to protect my child. That my child is dead while I still live defies the natural order.

I love my husband and our two surviving children, but I simply couldn't transfer my love for (Hayden) to them. It was for him alone. And so, for the longest time after his death, my love for (Hayden) bruised me.

So unbearable was my occluded heart that I called out to him in desperation one day: "What will I do with my love for you, (Hayden)?"

My eyes were closed in grief when suddenly I seemed to see him before me, his arms bent and lifted upward in supplication. In my mind's eye, his face was suffused with love and tinged with exasperation, a common look for Daniel.

"Just love me, Mom," he says.

"But where are you?" I ask.

"I'm here!" he answers with frustration. And then he is gone.

I had not heard his voice since the day before he suddenly fell ill. I spoke to him while he lay unseeing and unmoving in the hospital bed. I told him I loved him. I begged him to speak to me. I begged him to come back to me. He never answered or moved to squeeze my hand. The only flicker from him over his 79 days of hospitalization (Wow!) was a single tear. One day a tear slid from his left eye down his cheek and disappeared beneath his chin. (This reminds me of a story a mom named Sarah told in Ele's Place about here daughter who died how a tear kept running down her cheek when her younger sister was talking to her).

And now, months after he had died, I felt him before me.

"Just love me, Mom. I'm here!"

His words unleashed a torrent. I fell forward, my tears streaming. I felt breathless with release. I could continue to love him. I would love him in a new way.

It was harder to do than I expected. I would see him everywhere, in every full moon, in each brilliant day. My spirits would soar. But there were days when a weight in my heart made each breath shallow and every step an effort.

On the worst days I sit before my laptop and pour out my feelings to the only person who can take in my sorrow and remain unbowed. The keyboard is damp when the final refrain leaves my fingertips: I love you (Hayden), I love you. I miss you. I miss you. And then I press "send."

Daniel's friends continue to visit us. It is a pilgrimage of sorts. My heart tightens when I see them. Their presence illuminates our immeasurable loss.

His friends reveal to me how much Daniel meant to them. Now there will be a missing groomsman at the wedding and empty air in the place of a steadfast friend. At the end of one visit, a young man asks, "Recognize this sweater?" I don't. "It's Daniel's," he explains. I suddenly recognize Daniel's old cotton sweater, hugging himself. He is tall and blond and athletic. He and Daniel were opposites in looks and temperament, best friends since nursery school. He had just returned from Moscow where he was working. "I wear this when I travel," he says, touching the arm of the sweater again. "It's so soft."

I encourage Daniel's friends to tell me about their work and their plans for the future. At first they are self-conscious, and their voices are tender. They don't want to hurt me with their future plans when there is no future for Daniel. But as they speak of the things they will do and the places they will go, their excitement breaks free. I smile in the glow of their unlined, earnest faces and I feel my son. I think they feel him too. For a moment we are all reunited.

I will carry this child for the rest of my life. He lives within me, forever a young man of 22. Others will carry him as they move forward in their lives. He will be with them when they look out to the world with compassion, when they act with determination and kindness, when they are brave enough to contemplate all the things in life that remain unknown.

I still search for him, but without desperation. I look for him in others. My search is lifted by his words: "Just love me. I'm here."

Update: The name of my post is "I'm right here Mom."


Tuesday, December 20, 2016

Free to Grieve

Things are a little better with Dad. I don't know what it was last night, but a wave of grief hit me pretty hard-maybe it's because today is the 20th, maybe because of Christmas, I don't know.

I did notice though that since the pressure is off with Dad a little bit, I have more time and energy to focus on the loss of you. I don't know yet if that's a good or bad thing. All of these problems with Dad have taken up my time and energy and have almost provided a distraction from fully feeling the loss of you.

I had a few analogies to describe this to Dad. The last one and the one he understood the most was from one of the Spider-Man movies. It was the one where he was trying to stop the train which was out of control and barreling towards the end of the track. It took all of his strength and then some to hold the train back from plummeting off the edge, and when it finally slowed down and everyone was ok, Spider-Man collapsed and everyone caught him.

It's like having to be strong for so long and when the weight finally releases, your body just caves in on itself. Another analogy I had was when you're in school or college and just studying so hard for finals and then when they're finally over, your body just gives way. There was another example I had too, but I can't remember it.

It does remind me of the time when Dad was gone in his trucking days and I had to do absolutely everything in his absence and then when he would get back, I would just need time by myself to regroup, etc. Like you hold yourself together because you have to, but when you get some relief, you can finally breathe.

Part of me thinks that Dad should feel bad for putting me through all of that extra stress. He won't though. I guess I should just be glad to get a little break, however long it lasts. It could all change again tonight. I think he finally might be realizing though how dumb it would be to move out.

People have asked me how I am able to hold up through everything-two major issues with losing you and my marriage problems. I honestly don't know. I do know that the Lord is lifting me up. I have nothing left of my own strength. It's all Him.

Anyway, I just found that interesting how that hit me last night. Miss you and love you so much!

Wonderful Nance

For Christmas, Jake asked me and a few other ladies in Nance's life to write letters to her on different topics for her to open when she's feeling down, needs inspiration, etc. I chose the one to remind her how wonderful she is. I know this isn't directly to you, but I thought you would appreciate it being included in this blog.

I first heard about how wonderful you were from Hayden. He raved about your cooking, he loved your lake house and had so much fun with you, from playing euchre to you singing along to Guitar Hero with him ("Rambling Man") to the song you sang together, "Counting Stars." I thought it was cute that he called you "Nanc" like Jake did-I remember hoping that you were ok with that. You opened your heart and your home to him and I will forever think of you as his "second mom." You were so wonderful to him and I thank you for that.

I was able to experience your "wonderfulness" firsthand at and around the time of Hayden's accident. I remember you coming to the hospital right away after hearing what happened and you coming in the waiting room. You were such a great help and comfort and made sure that Jake took care of Hope and Carter and you arranged for food to be brought in at different times, etc. You even were one of the two people who walked me back down the hospital hallway after I left Hayden's room for the last time. I wrote about that in the thank you note I sent you, and I will be ever grateful for that.

I remember you coming over for a visit shortly after, and we realized that it helped both of us to talk about what happened and share our grief. You decided to come over on a weekly basis and you were faithful to that commitment for over a year. If you couldn't make it for some reason or if you were going to be late, you would always let me know. I knew that if you were late or didn't come and I hadn't heard from you (that only happened a few times) that there had been some misunderstanding or I had the wrong night. Thank you for being someone I could count on at that time. You were one of my "lifelines." Even on some days at that time when I didn't think I wanted to talk to anyone, I always felt better after we met. You listened to and helped me with all of my problems beyond the loss of Hayden, like with Bill and extended family members, etc. You still do. Even though I miss that time together, I know we both came to the conclusion at the same time that we were ready to move on from that.

You have become a dear and wonderful friend. I am continually amazed at how often we are on the same page about things. There have been so many times when I will bring something up and you will tell me that you were just going to text me the same thing. After I first heard that you were Jake's mom and one of the captain's moms on the water polo team, it took me until the banquet to finally introduce myself to you. I never would have thought then that you would become one of my dearest friends.

The wonder of you continues in our Bible Study group, the "Wonderstruck Ladies." I know that you were unsure about being a part of the group when Sheryl first came up with the idea, but you said "yes" and I am so thankful for that. It's a blessing to be able to grow in our faith and friendship together with those two other wonderful ladies, Sheryl and Kimberley. I look forward to what the future holds for our little group.

You are a wonderful person, Nancy, and I am blessed to know you. Love you!

Love,
Andi



Dealing with Deep Grief

This was posted on Gail Getzinger's Facebook wall, who is a friend of Lydia Kimball's. She is actually the mother of Evan's girlfriend. It's really good. It's from idisciple which I think Dad subscribes to. It also says it's from Proverbs 31 Ministries.

It starts out with Description for some reason. The author is Lysa TerKeurst

Description
Losing someone you love can cut into your heart so viciously it forever redefines who you are and how you think. Here's how to cope with insurmountable grief.

"The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit." Psalm 34:18

Losing someone you love can cut into your heart so viciously it forever redefines who you are and how you think. It's what I call deep grief.

It strains against everything you've ever believed. So much so, you wonder how the promises that seemed so real on those Bible pages yesterday could possibly stand up under the weight of this enormous sadness today.

I once stood at the side of a casket too small to accept. Pink roses draped everywhere. And I watched my mom as she lay across the casket refusing to let go. How could she let go? Part of her heart was within, so quiet and so still.

I stood paralyzed and stunned. Just days ago we were laughing and doing everyday things and assuming that all of our lives stretched before us in spans of many, many years. And then suddenly...it all stopped.

In the flurry of funeral plans and memorial services we all operated on automatic. People were everywhere. Soft chatter filled in the gaps that our stunned silence could not. And people brought in enough food to feed the whole neighborhood.

But eventually people went back to their own lives. The soft chatter dissipated. The food stopped coming. And we were forced to carry on. Only we had deep grief wrapped about us that made our throats feel strangled and our feet stuck in the mud.

I remember around that time when I tried to go to the drive-thru to order some food. But I couldn't. I sat there with the speaker spouting words at me I couldn't process. The cashier kept asking if she could take my order.

Yeah, I had an order. Take away my bloodshot eyes. Take away my desire to hurt the doctors that couldn't save my little sister. Take away my anger toward God. And then take away my guilt for being the one who lived. I'll take all that with no onions and extra ketchup, please.

I drove away sobbing. How dare they offer happy meals! No one should be happy today. Or tomorrow. Or next year.

This is the reality of deep grief. Even when you love God and believe in His promises. Even when you know without a doubt that some day you will see your loved one again. Even when you know hope is still there. Even when you know He is near.

It takes time.

It takes wading through an ocean of tears.

It takes finding a possession of your loved one you thought was lost and realizing God did just that to comfort you. It takes discovering one day that the sun still shines. It takes being caught off guard when you catch yourself smiling, only to realize it's okay.

It takes prayer. It takes making the decision to stop asking for answers and start asking for perspective. It takes telling people to please not avoid saying her name--you want to hear it, over and over and over again.

Then one day you take off the blanket of deep grief. You fold it neatly and tuck it away. You no longer hate it or resist it. For underneath it, wondrous things have happened over time. Things that could only have come about when Divine Hope intersects with a broken world.

And finally you can see years stretching before you once again. You look up, blow a kiss, wipe a tear and find it's still possible to dance.

Dear Lord, thank you for assuring me that Your promises hold true even when life seems to betray me. You are my strength and my hope. In Jesus' Name, Amen.

Truth for Today:
Psalm 30:11-12a, "You have turned my mourning into joyful dancing. You have taken away my clothes of mourning and clothed me with joy, that I might sing praises to you and not be silent."

Psalm 18:28: "You, Lord, keep my lamp burning; my God turns my darkness into light."











Monday, December 19, 2016

Beyond the Sunset

Here's the song I was talking about in my previous post. Thank goodness there is a version that is not sung by Hank Williams, Jr.

Beyond the Sunset

Beyond the sunset, O blissful morning
When with our Saviour heaven is begun
Earth's toiling ended, O glorious dawning
Beyond the sunset when day is done.

Beyond the sunset, no clouds will gather
No storms will threaten, no fears annoy
O day of gladness, O day unending
Beyond the sunset eternal joy.

Beyond the sunset, a hand will guide me
To God the Father whom I adore
His glorious presence, His words of welcome
Will be my portion on that fair shore.

Beyond the sunset, O glad reunion
With our dear loved ones who've gone before
In that fair homeland we'll know no parting
Beyond the sunset forever more...

Side note: I remember how much you appreciated sunsets, so this has extra-special meaning. Love you!

Deliverance

This past Saturday morning, we went to Mrs. Worthington's funeral (have you seen her up there yet? If there was a smiley face on this blog, I would use it right here). She fell and broke her hip a few weeks ago and pretty much went downhill from there. She had surgery but really wasn't a candidate for physical therapy, so at some point Hospice was brought in to help her. Anyway, she was 97 years old! I was thinking at the funeral that she had 80 more years of life than you. That's amazing. What a wonderful lady.

Hope had a little bit of a hard time there because it was the first funeral she had been to since yours. It made her think of you plus she was sad about losing Mrs. Worthington. Bernice had been at church just a few weeks ago and gave everyone hugs and told Hope how much she loved her dimples. Anyway, Pastor Matt was talking about how the end was difficult for Mrs. Worthington and she was experiencing some mental turmoil. He said that God delivered her from that trial by taking her to heaven when he did. I realized that is what He did for you too. The accident was so bad that probably, even worse than you being killed, would have been for you to wake up from it and have to deal with the aftermath of the injuries. God DELIVERED you (and us) from that. How wonderful is He? My goodness!

There was a song that Mrs. Naomi sang called Beyond the Sunset. I know I've heard it before and I think she even sang it at her mom's or dad's funeral. I'm trying to look up the lyrics. It was very meaningful to me (and to Hope later I found out) because we imagined how it was for you to be taken to Jesus by the hand to meet Him. Like I said, I'm going to look up the lyrics and record them in another post. It was such a beautiful thought. LoveyouLoveyouLoveyou!

Side note: The day of Bernice's funeral, we got word that Kristy Collins had her baby. He arrived 3 days earlier than expected. I find that interesting that the day we were saying good-bye to one member of our church that we were welcoming a new baby into our church family. It was making me tear up on Saturday morning when I realized that, because it reminded me of something that Jon Snoeberger pointed out at the Thanksgiving eve service how God gives and God takes away. He mentioned how the year we lost Laura Jacks (and you) in 2015, four babies were born in the summer at our church. He also pointed out that even though the Worrells got a divorce, right around that same time another couple got engaged. Mrs. Widgeon remembered that too when we were talking at the funeral.

It could have been you

On Friday night, the Metzger's ladies went out to dinner at Knight's Steakhouse (the one where Ethan used to work at by Vet's Park). The group is me, Margi, Margi's step-mom, Lisa (Grammy) and Margi's brother's mother-in-law. We started out going out to eat at Metzger's together one time since my step-mom and Margi's step-mom know each other from Jazzercise. A few times another lady has joined us named Lois Royal, and she lives next door to Cal Mayer.

Anyway, we are branching out beyond Metzger's so that night we went to Knight's. It was amazing and delicious. Something else amazing that happened was that our waiter reminded me of you. He had a similar build to you with your large hands, muscular arms, broad shoulders and small waist. He was taller than you, but there was something about how he moved that reminded me of you too. I almost couldn't put my finger on what it was about him, but I couldn't help but look at him when he was running around the restaurant and helping us. That's something that has never happened to me before because you were so unique and special, that no one has reminded me that much of you.

In addition to the physical features, the way he interacted with people reminded me of you too. He was happy, cheerful, helpful and personable. This sounds kind of weird, but if you had ever been a waiter, that's how I think you would be. It was cool and sad at the same time to watch him. It's amazing-I kind of got used to not being around you physically since it's been so long, that I forgot what it was like. When he was standing next to me, waiting for my order, I couldn't see his face and it felt like it could have been you taking my order. The sense of you was so strong it was overwhelming! Thank you for that! I was zoning in and out of the conversation with the ladies, but I don't think it was too noticeable. I felt like I was in my own little world with you. Thank you! Love you!

Chosen

From Day 50 of Grief Bites, A New Approach

Many people blame God for their heartache, few realize that He does not bring heartache willingly.

Where there is heartache or loss, He has a plan.

As Pastor Rick Warren often says, "God never wastes a hurt!"

God's heart is filled with compassion towards anyone going through grief.

His heart truly hurts for you and with you.

His love never fails.

As we walk through our grief, God already has a plan to see us through our toughest days and our deepest struggles and heartaches.

He has the grand ability to give us crowns for ashes, joy instead of tears, and strength and praise instead of weakness...And He does all of this so that He might display His glory through each of us.

Your life has been specifically chosen to be a beautiful testimony of what the Lord can accomplish through you during times of deep grief or loss.

Seek God's heart today and pour your heart out to Him. He is there waiting in the midst of your pain. The more you seek His heart, the clearer He can reveal the purpose for your grief.

He NEVER desires to waste or squander any grief experience we face.

Each one has a beautiful life-changing purpose and there is always purpose in the painful events we go through.

Verse:
Lamentations 3:31-33
For the Lord will not cast off forever.
Though he causes grief,
Yet He will show compassion
According to the multitude of His mercies.
For He does not afflict willingly,
Nor grieve the children of men.

Gifts received through hardships

From Day 49 of Grief Bites, A New Approach

I love what Pastor Rick Warren said on Twitter one day:

"@Pastor Rick Warren: For senior staff, I only hire people who've suffered deeply. It  forces us to be authentic and sympathetic."

Some of the best qualities--authenticity, sympathy, compassion, transparency--are developed through grief, loss, life challenges, and suffering.

Those who have personally been through grief with God guiding them have been allotted many or all of these qualities...Gifts received through hardships.

The loss of a loved one, or suffering life's storms, is never a gift but you can definitely learn to see and obtain treasures through grief! Having the powerful ability to empathize with others is a gift of great treasure.

He Restores

From Day 48 of Grief Bites, A New Approach

He truly restores your hope as you praise him more and more.

Verse:
Psalm 71:14
But I will hope continually,
And will praise You yet more and more.

Interests have shifted

This is a quote from A.W. Tozer:

The victorious Christian neither exalts nor downgrades himself. His interests have shifted from self to Christ.

Decide

This is a quote from Toby Mac:

There is not enough room in your mind for both worry and faith. You must decide which one gets to live there.

Friday, December 16, 2016

Disappointment

Mrs. Calder sent this from her Christmas devotional. It applies for me today because today is payday and I was going to do most of my Christmas shopping from these paychecks, but Dad didn't get a commission check today. I thought he was going to get $6000 and he got his salary which was only $600. Nothing new, unfortunately, but it just makes everything a little more difficult.

Day 13-Disappointment

Matthew 1:20-21: But after he had considered this, an angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream and said, "Joseph son of David, do not be afraid to take Mary home as your wife, because what is conceived in her is from the Holy Spirit. She will give birth to a son, and you are to give him the name Jesus, because he will save his people from their sins.

The news the angel brought Mary must have come as a shock. This same news that Mary shared with Joseph was for him, probably more of a disappointment. Your soon to be wife tells you she is pregnant. The joy of becoming a father some day is wrecked by the disappointing news that you're not the biological father of this coming child. The plans Joseph had in his head about how life was going to play out was vanquished.

Disappointing news to us may seem like an every day thing. For some of us. we simply wait for the next ball to drop. Has it ever occurred to you that there is no surprise news to God? In the same light, there is no such thing as disappointing news to God. He knew it was going to happen before it did and He had already figured out He was going to use the situation.

This Christmas, may the disappointing news you receive not break your spirit, but may it be something that strengthens your faith. Joseph was told by a dream that he was going to love and father the Messiah. God accomplished His very purpose through Joseph as the earthly father of Jesus. Whatever disappointing news we receive, we can trust that God has a purpose for it. Let us choose trust. See Romans 8:28 (will look that up).

ACTION POINT
Looking back, He has always been there. This Christmas take a moment and look back over your life at all the disappointing news you have received and see if you cannot find God's hand at work. The idea is not to dwell in the past but be reminded of God's faithfulness to you! Take some time this year to share with someone how God has been faithful to you in the midst of disappointing news. May this exercise also serve you during this season in case you receive disappointing news. God has been faithful and He isn't going to stop this year! Choose trust!

Romans 8:28 (I thought this was the verse): And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose.

Personal note: This is a new word for me to consider in relation to what happened to you. Disappointed. Not disappointed in you-disappointed of what happened to you. Love you!

Valuable lessons

From Day 47 of Grief Bites, A New Approach

There are many valuable lessons you can learn through your heartaches and trials, as well as many treasures gleaned. Lessons and treasures learned through grief are gifts in disguise that teach you to live a fuller and more purposeful life. The deeper you dig into God's word and heart, the more hidden treasure is to be found.

The ultimate treasure gained through grief is learning how to better love, understand, and enjoy God.

Grief genuinely changes all who have deeply experienced it...those who walk through their grief with God will no longer be content with allowing relationships, opportunities, lessons or life to be mediocre or wasted.

Life and your relationship with God takes on a whole new meaning and the desire to live life in a new fullness transpires.

Grief and life challenges are truly a refining experience. You never know what you truly think and believe until you're faced with a test of faith or life challenge. When loss comes into your life, it turns your world upside down and can challenge everything you think and know.

Walk with God through the hard times, allowing only Him to refine your viewpoints. Emotions cannot be trusted. You will find a true treasure--the treasure of greater depths of conviction and faith when you trust God during times of grief and life challenges.

Finding the heart of God through grief, as you allow Him to refine your heart, always brings great praise, glory, and honor to Christ.

Verse:
1 Peter 1:6-7: In this you greatly rejoice, though now for a little while, if need be, you have been grieved by various trials, that the genuineness of your faith, being much more precious than gold that perishes, though it is tested by fire, may be found to praise, honor, and glory at the revelation of Jesus Christ.

Thursday, December 15, 2016

Maturity

I might already have another post titled this, but oh well. This came up on Facebook today.

Maturity is when you have the power to destroy someone who did you wrong but you just breathe, walk away and let life take care of them.

The Reason

From Day 46 of Grief Bites, A New Approach

I think I have recorded this quote before from Joni Erickson Tada but it's definitely worth repeating! This is the whole devotional from today.

(This is from Joni about going through breast cancer):

"Cancer wouldn't win if I died. Cancer would only win if I failed to cherish Jesus Christ. When people see us smile in the midst of trials, they will look at us and think, 'Her God must be pretty great to inspire that kind of loyalty. I think that's amazing that she can smile in the midst of her affliction. I want what she has. I need her joy.' Oh what a rich testimony that is." -Joni Erickson Tada

It is TOTAL truth that NO MATTER what we are facing...our trials only win IF we fail to cherish Christ through them!

You never know who is observing you while you are going through grief or life challenges. You have a powerful ability to truly draw others to Christ through your storm.

Spend some time with God this week and deeply cherish Him.

You are a testimony in the making!

Verse:
1 Peter 3:15: But sanctify the Lord God in your hearts, and always be ready to give a defense to everyone who asks you a reason for the hope that is in you, with meekness and fear.

Wednesday, December 14, 2016

Continue

This was on Facebook. It's by Maya Angelou.

My wish for you is that you continue. Continue to be who you are, to astonish a mean world with your acts of kindness.

Far better

Have you seen Mrs. Worthington yet? She died early this morning. What a kind and loving woman.

Pastor posted this verse when he told of her homegoing:

Philippians 1:21-23:  For to me to live is Christ, and to die is gain. But if I live on in the flesh, this will mean fruit from my labor; yet what shall I choose I cannot tell. For I am hard-pressed between the two, having a desire to depart and be with Christ, which is far better.

You already know that, right? Love you sweet boy!

Backwards video song

Last night on the way to Carter's band concert, there was an ad on the radio for some kind of contest and the background music is the music you used for your backwards videos! I was so amazed to hear it on the radio.

Carter argued later that it wasn't the same song because it didn't have any words, but I think it was the same song, just the part without any words. I don't know if I can explain the tune of it, but I will try because I keep forgetting it:  (forgot it again) Dew dew dew, dew dew dew, dew dew dew dew (emphasis on the first dew of each little group of three dews). Some of it sounds like bubbles popping, etc. Love it and love you!

Three Reasons

This was on someone's Facebook page (Tracy Shelton's) and it was enlightening to me.

Someone who hates you normally hates you for one of three reasons. They either see you as a threat. They hate themselves. Or they want to be you.

(Makes me think of maybe what Dad's problem is with me.)

Random Quotes

These were on Facebook today:

Sometimes the grass is greener on the other side because it's fake.

Pain is temporary. Greatness is forever.

Pray often for prayer is a shield to the soul, a sacrifice to God, and a scourge to Satan. -John Bunyan

This Dark Abode

This was on Facebook. It's a quote from Charles Spurgeon.

If, trained by the great teacher, we follow where He leads, we shall find good, even while in this dark abode.

Tuesday, December 13, 2016

A Child Loaned

This was on the Facebook page of I Am A Mother To An Angel. I don't always like what they share because sometimes it's just depressing, but this one is good.

A Child Loaned
"I'll lend you for a little time
A child of Mine," He said,
"For you to love the while he lives,
And mourn for when he's dead.
It may be six or seven years
Or twenty two or three,
But will you, til I call him back,
Take care of him for Me?
He'll bring his charms to gladden you,
And should his stay be brief,
You'll have his lovely memories
As solace for your grief."

"I cannot promise he will stay,
Since all from earth return.
But there are lessons taught down there
I want this child to learn.
I've looked this wide world over,
In my search for teachers true.
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes,
I have selected you.
Now will you give him all your love,
Not think the labor vain,
Nor hate me when I come to call
And take him back again?"

I fancied that I heard them say,
"Dear Lord, Thy will be done,
For all the joy Thy child will bring.
The risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter him with tenderness,
We'll love him while we may,
And for the happiness we've known,
Forever grateful stay
But should the angels call for him,
Much sooner than we planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes,
And try to understand."

God's gift

What you are is God's gift to you, and what you become is your gift to God.

(This might have been from A.W. Tozer, I'm not sure)

A Star Falls From the Sky

This was on the Facebook page of Luminous Light Studio. I was going to share it on my Facebook page but I don't quite understand the ending of it.

A star falls from the sky and into your hands. Then it seeps through your veins and swims inside your blood and becomes every part of you. And then you have to put it back in the sky. And it's the most painful thing you'll ever have to do and that you've ever done. But what's yours is yours. Whether it is up in the sky or here in your hands. And one day, it'll fall from the sky and hit you in the head real hard and that time, you won't have to put it back in the sky again.  -C. Joybell C.

Sweet boy

I often refer to you as my sweet boy. I noticed in a Bible verse the other day something about Mary looking down at her sweet boy. I can't find the verse right now, but I thought that was very special that Mary referred to her son, the Son of God, as sweet boy too. Love you sweet boy!

Better Days

Yesterday when I was in the car trucking Carter and his friends around for sledding, the song "Better Days" came on the radio by the Goo-Goo Dolls. Whenever it's 11:11, I wish for better days, and the kids have started to make fun of me for that. Anyway, I forgot about the song tied to it. Thanks for that reminder! Love you!

Rear view mirror

Hopie was telling me that the first time she was driving on her own on Wagner Rd. (Katie Wagner might have been with her since there was a water polo practice at Skyline that night), she looked in the rear view mirror and saw a Sable. She felt that was a sign from you.

The timing of that is amazing because she didn't see the Sable pass her but she looked up at just the right moment to see it in her mirror. Thank you for that! Thank you for showing your love for Hopie!

No Longer Matter

From Day 44 of Grief Bites, A New Approach

Many say they look forward to the day when they can question God why He allowed a heartache or tragedy that has happened in their life.

(Personally, I am thankful I don't feel this way. I am curious about details of the accident, for example, but it's not eating me up inside and I could see many reasons even from the first week of why this was allowed to happen.)

I believe the moment we see God face-to-face, the questions will no longer matter.

What He has in store for us in Heaven is so much greater than our present day grief and heartache.

Find hope in the awesome promise of Romans 1:18 today-

God will be making up for ALL the grief you have endured and are going through.

Verse:
Romans 8:18:
From Suffering to Glory
For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us.

AMEN!

Monday, December 12, 2016

Definition of God's will

From Day 43 of Grief Bites, A New Approach

Definition of God's Perfect Will: what everybody would willingly choose and want if they knew all the facts!

Super Dynamic

From Day 42 of Grief Bites, A New Approach

I love these positive, uplifting messages about grief. They are hard to find-most of them focus on wallowing.

Something I have noticed about Christians who go through grief is they become super dynamic as they allow God to mold their hearts throughout their grief experience.

1.   They live a life of LOVE-they extravagantly love God and others.
2.   They place themselves under authority and wise counsel-they respect and honor God, their    parents/in-laws, government and employer.
3.   They actively and purposely develop the fruit of the Spirit into their lives-LOVE, JOY, PEACE, PATIENCE, KINDNESS, GOODNESS, FAITHFULNESS, GENTLENESS, and SELF-CONTROL.
4.  They are sensitive to the heart of God--what brings God joy will bring a Christian joy...and what breaks God's heart will break a Christ-follower's heart.
5.  They approach life and others with an eternal perspective--they desire to love and build God's kingdom and they desire to love, encourage and build others up.
6.  They live a life of PEACE--they strive to have harmony in all their relationships, families, marriage and homes.. They don't take revenge. They do good to others.
7.  They strive to live lives of faithfulness...and are GIVERS, not takers...in their marriage, parenting, families, relationships, homes, business and finances.
8.   They have a heart for the less fortunate and hurting. They actively minister to widows. orphans, the fatherless, the grieving, the poor and the struggling.
9.   They have a heart for evangelism and missions. They love what God has done so much in their own life that they desire to share their testimony and faith with others.
10.  They live a life of FAITH and HOPE--they understand that life on earth is not the final destination. Hardships strengthen their faith and hope. Trials refine them and sharpen them for God's use and ultimate purpose. They live out their life purpose with joy.
11.  They live a life of service. They seek ways to be an asset to others instead of a liability. They look for ways to bless others. They are more than willing to roll up their sleeves to help God, their family, friends, church and others.
12.  They seek to live a life of WISDOM and refrain from living a life of foolishness. They give God complete access and "say-so" in their life and life choices.
13.  They live a life of self-control instead of self-indulgence. They seek to live morally, ethically, and responsibly and have a conscience about how best to carry out God's purpose for their life. They understand boundaries and implement wise ones.
14.  They live life on God's schedule instead of their own schedule. They seek to develop and establish a wise schedule that maintains harmony in their home, church, school and workplace. Since they understand how precious time truly is, they wisely redeem the time God entrusts to them.
15.  They respect and implement COMMUNITY--They "do life" with others. They take time to enjoy God, life, family, friends, loved ones, church as well as each moment God blesses them with...in the good times and the bad. They rejoice with those who rejoice and mourn with those who mourn. They see the miracle of life and God's hand in every moment. They seek to establish strong families, marriages, churches, friendships, mentorships and communities. Those who grieve have a powerful ability to love God, love others and change the world.

What have you learned through your grief? I'm telling you, grief is one of the most powerful teachers you can learn life lessons from.

The Former Things

From Day 41 of Grief Bites, A New Approach

Verse:
Isaiah 43:18-19:
Do not remember the former things,
Nor consider the things of old.
Behold, I will do a new thing,
Now it shall spring forth;
Shall you not know it?
I will even make a road in the wilderness
And rivers in the desert.

Friday, December 9, 2016

Unstoppable

This quote was on Facebook today through Faithit:

 
 
She was unstoppable
not because she didn't
have fears or doubts but
because she continued on
DESPITE
them.
 
-Christine Caine

Profound

This was on Facebook today:

God will either give us what we ask
 or give us what we would have asked
 if we knew everything He knows. 
-Timothy Keller

Isaiah 55

I mentioned this in yesterday's post, but I wanted to look up Isaiah 55 because it was mentioned in Mrs. Calder's devotional that she shared yesterday. It's long, but it's good. Here it is.

Isaiah 55
An Invitation to Abundant Life
"Ho! Everyone who thirsts,
Come to the waters;
And you who have no money,
Come, buy and eat.
Yes, come, buy wine and milk
Without money and without price.
Why do you spend money for what is not bread,
And your wages for what does not satisfy?
Listen carefully to Me, and eat what is good,
And let your soul delight itself in abundance.
Incline your ear, and come to Me.
Hear, and your soul shall live;
And I will make an everlasting covenant with you-
The sure mercies of David.
Indeed I have given him as a witness to the people,
A leader and commander for the people.
Surely you shall call a nation you do not know,
And nations who do not know you shall run to you,
Because of the Lord your God,
And the Holy One of Israel;
For He has glorified you."

Seek the Lord while He may be found,
Call upon Him while He is near.
Let the wicked forsake his way,
And the unrighteous man his thoughts;
Let him return to the Lord,
And He will have mercy on him;
And to our God,
For He will abundantly pardon.

"For my thoughts are not your thoughts,
Nor are your ways My way," says the Lord.
"For as the heavens are higher than the earth,
So are My ways higher than your ways,
And My thoughts than your thoughts.

"For as the rain comes down, and the snow from heaven,
And do not return there,
But water the earth,
And make it bring forth and bud,
That it may give seed to the sower
And bread to the eater,
So shall My word be that goes forth from My mouth;
It shall not return to Me void,
But it shall accomplish what I please,
And it shall prosper in the thing for which I sent it.

"For you shall go out with joy,
And be led out with peace;
The mountains and the hills
Shall break forth into singing before you,
And all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.
Instead of the thorn shall come up the cypress tree,
And instead of the brier shall come up the myrtle tree;
And it shall be to the Lord for a name,
For an everlasting sign that shall not be cut off."

Thursday, December 8, 2016

Patience

This is from a Christmas devotional that Mrs. Calder shared about patience (hence this post's title). It's helpful.

Here's the verse that came with the devotional but I will also include the NKJV afterwards:

Psalm 37:7: Be still before the Lord and wait patiently for him; so don't fret when people succeed in their ways, when they carry out their wicked schemes.

The nation of Israel was promised a Messiah, a Savior. Their belief was that this Messiah would establish his kingdom on the Earth. It would allow the Israelites to be free from persecution and slavery. They believed that the coming Messiah would exalt them and their nation. They waited and waited and waited. The time between the last prophet, Malachi, and the birth of Jesus was approximately 400 years. It is referred to by some theologians as the 400 years of silence. Talk about waiting on God for a LONG time!

When Jesus came, He came at just the right time but He didn't come as the Israelites expected. The nation of Israel failed to see the promise of God fulfilled in the form of Jesus. He came unassumingly to two common people in a very unusual manner. He could have come armed with infinite power and conquered any and all governments. He could have made a spectacle out of it all but He didn't. He chose to come in humility in the form of a servant.

Waiting on God to provide or answer our prayers has to be one of the most challenging aspects of faith. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting. Our tendency is to solve the problem, answer the question or move forward without God. Many times in the midst of our chaos, we miss the answer that God provides simply because we are not patient. This Christmas recognize that God's timing is always perfect. See Isaiah 55 (I will look that up and see how long it is).

NKJV of Psalm 37:7:
Rest in the Lord, and wait patiently for Him;
Do not fret because of him who prospers in his way,
Because of the man who brings wicked schemes to pass.


Checking Isaiah 55-BRB--It's long! I might include it tomorrow. Love you!

To love life again

This was on the Facebook page of Luminous Light Studio who also had that video about the bereaved mother's love. It was written by Ellen Bass.

To love life, to love it even
when you have no stomach for it
and everything you've held dear
crumbles like burnt paper in your hands,
your throat filled with the silt of it.
When grief sits with you, its tropical heat
thickening the air, heavy as water
more fit for gills than lungs;
when grief weights you like your own flesh
only more if it, an obesity of grief,
you think, How can a body withstand this?
Then you hold life like a face
between your palms, a plain face
no charming smile, no (sky-blue) eyes,
and you say, yes, I will take you,
I will love you, again.

Way to Heaven?

These such things pop up around the holidays. I like the general gist of this. Lydia Kimball posted it.

Way to Heaven?
Santa, so you know where heaven is,
Maybe your reindeer know the way.
For I have a special present,
I need delivered on Christmas day.

For Christmas is a time for sharing,
With those we hold so dear.
So take this gift with all my love,
For an Angel is no longer here.

It's wrapped up in all our memories,
We once shared from our past.
The ribbons and bows,
are all our dreams,
Inside is a broken heart.
(Doesn't rhyme and DEPRESSING!)

It's such a special parcel,
Please Santa don't delay
I would like it to be in heaven,
In time for Christmas day.

One Day

I'm wondering if there are any posts with this same title. I will check later. Steve Pierce posted this at some point. I like that it refers to "her" even though it applies to hims or hers.

One day she finally grasped that unexpected things were always going to happen in life. And with that she realized the only control she had was how she chose to handle them. So she made the decision to survive using courage, humor and grace. She was the queen of her own life and the choice was hers.
-Lupytha Hermin

They Rest

Steve Pierce (Ben's dad) posted this and also sent me a link to a beautiful song on Thanksgiving sung by a choir singing, "They Rest." It was so beautiful. Here is a the Scripture behind it. There are weird parts of it that are capitalized, but here is how it was:

 
I heard a Voice from Heaven, saying unto me...
Blessed...Blessed are the Dead who Die in the Lord...
...For They Rest from their Labors..."
 
-Bible Book of Revelation,
Chapter 14, Verse 13
 
 
(I'm going to look up the Bible Gateway version...BRB)
 
Aahhh! It's beautiful! Here it is:
 
Revelation 14:13:  Then I heard a voice from heaven saying to me, "'Write: Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord from now on.'" "Yes," says the Spirit, "that they may rest from their labors, and their works follow them."


Monday discussion

I am mad at Dad right now because he bought a used car behind my back, which involved a decent-sized down payment and a three-year loan. I've been discussing it with different people, and the day I found out about it (which I think was last Thursday), I asked the Bible Study ladies for advice and prayer on how to handle it. (The weird thing about this is that he's acting like he's mad at me instead which makes no sense).

There were different opinions, of course, and I really had no plan as to how to interact with him when I got home that night. I ended up being nice and calm which even surprised me. He was only home for about 15 minutes after I got home from work but then when he came home later, the mood was still light although I did tell him I felt what he did was wrong. He defended himself by saying that I opened a credit card behind his back and only I could use it. I told him that I used it for things we needed, like utility bills, car payments, water polo, etc. I knew if he had access to it that he would run it up. I wish I didn't have it because now it's up to the $5500 limit. It did help at the time, but it's not like I used it for shoes or stupid stuff for myself. I used it for things the family needed when he wasn't bringing enough money home.

Anyway, I told the ladies this (about the calm demeanor I had) and they were impressed. I told them nobody wins in an argument (believe me, I know that too well). I actually was inspired by something Mrs. J. told us about how she responded kindly to an unbelievable family text that Mr. J. sent. Instead of flying off the handle, she responded with love and kindness and understanding.

We were following up on this situation at our dinner out Monday night, and discussing how it can throw someone off who has wronged you when you respond calmly. Mrs. J. mentioned a verse that I looked up from 1 Corinthians 7:15b-16: "But God has called you to peace. For how do you know, O wife, whether you will save your husband? Or how do you know, O husband, whether you will save your wife?" The passage actually refers to when the husband or the wife is not saved, which may apply in Mrs. J.'s case. I question that too in my situation sometimes about how he can act the way he does when he claims to be saved. He says the same thing to me, but there is so much that he does besides the way that he deals with me that is not Christian. The laziness, gluttony, unrepentant spirit, interest in worldly gain, disrespect of others, lack of interest in church, quick-temper, doing things simply for the approval of others, saying one thing and doing another, breaking promises or agreements, making excuses for everything and never taking responsibility for anything, the list goes on and on.

I mentioned a verse too about "heaping coals on their head", so I looked that up too. It's in Proverbs 25:22: "If your enemy is hungry, give him bread to eat; And if he is thirsty, give him water to drink; For so you will heap coals of fire on his head, And the Lord will reward you." It's sad to consider your husband as your enemy, but it can apply. This makes me think of something that I told Carter about how to deal with one of his teachers who wrongly accused him of something and often blames him for things that come up. I told him to pray for her and just to be extra nice. I think that kind of behavior is unexpected and makes the wrongdoer feel worse than if the victim retaliates. That's what Jesus did after all!

I just want you to know how much I love you, sweet boy! I love you so much.

What do you do

From Day 39 of Grief Bites, A New Approach

Today's devotional discussed the topic of marriage after the loss of a child

What do you do if your spouse becomes bitter towards God or chooses to isolate themselves? ...above all, trust God.

Even though your world has collapsed, He is in control and can lift you up.

Wednesday, December 7, 2016

Other way around

The Bible study ladies got together for dinner the other night at Mangiamo's and Mrs. Calder was telling us about a sermon at her church on Sunday from a guest preacher. He was talking about dysfunctional families and holidays and how pretty much every family is crazy. Many of us complain about how dysfunctional our families are, but the preacher made an observation that we are placed in our families for a reason. Maybe we are the ones to help them out. He said how even Jesus had a dysfunctional family.

Anyway, I have just been thinking about that since she said that. Maybe we are there to make them better. It can be frustrating to deal with so much mistreatment, but someone needs to guide them.

Send Me Flowers

This article was on Faithit today. It's by Dave Willis and it's title is Mom Discovers Hidden Puzzle Under Rug After 3-year-old Daughter's Tragic Death. The parents' names are Billy and Katie Anne Lester and their daughter is named Bennett. Here are some excerpts from the article.

We've all faced moments of struggle, heartbreak or frustration when life just doesn't seem to make sense. Billy and Katie Anne Lester recently walked through a heartbreaking season which shook their faith to the core. Their family's journey has given me a new perspective for those moments when life doesn't seem to make sense.

(Their daughter was diagnosed with cancer). The prognosis wasn't good, but they prayed and believed that their little girl would be healed. The harder they prayed, the worse Bennett's condition progressed. Katie Anne couldn't imagine life without her daughter, but the heartbreaking reality of the situation finally started setting in. She began initiating conversations with her three-year-old daughter about heaven. Bennett would respond with fearless faith by saying, "Mommy, don't cry. If I go to heaven before you do, I'll send you flowers."

Precious Bennett went to heaven after her brave battle with cancer. Katie Anne had always been joyfully optimistic, but this tragedy had left her feeling numb and even angry with God. She questioned her faith and how a loving God could have allowed this tragedy to take place. She started wondering if she'd ever experience true joy again or if the dark cloud of this crippling loss would hang overhead forever. On a particularly discouraging day just a few weeks ago, she found herself praying in desperation, "God, I could really use some of those flowers from heaven that Bennett promised. I just need a sign to help me keep going."

Katie was cleaning up the house right afterward and underneath a rug that had been there for years, she found a puzzle piece face down on the floor. She thought it odd because they didn't own a puzzle. She picked up the puzzle piece and flipped it over to see what was on it and it took her breath away to see that the puzzle piece had a picture of a beautiful bouquet of flowers.

It was as if God was whispering to her, "I know your heart is broken, and I know that none of this makes sense to you, but you can only see one tiny piece of the puzzle. Someday, in heaven, you'll see how all the pieces fit together to create a masterpiece and you'll be with me and with Bennett forever in a place where there is no more cancer or death or tears. In the meantime, trust Me. I'm in control and I'm never going to leave your side. I know this doesn't take the pain away, but I pray that it gives you some peace and perspective in the midst of the pain. I will carry you through this."

...whether in moments of unimaginable tragedy or in moments of everyday frustrations, we'll all face times when life doesn't seem to make sense. How we choose to respond in these difficult moments will have a huge impact. When you face life's struggles and life doesn't seem to make sense, please remember these three simple truths.

1.   God is in control even when life feels out of control.
"And we know that God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love God and are called according to his purpose for them." (Romans 8:28)
Quote:  Faith is a choice; not a feeling. It means choosing to trust God even when life doesn't seem to make sense."  -Dave Willis (the author)

2.   Because of Jesus, all our pain is temporary and all our joy is eternal.
"He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and there will be no more death or sorrow or crying or pain. All these things are gone forever." And the one sitting on the throne said, "Look, I am making everything new!" And then he said to me, "Write this down, for what I tell you is trustworthy and true." (Revelation 21:4-5)

3.   You will face struggles, but you'll never face them alone. God will carry you through this.
"The Lord himself goes before you and will be with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged." (Deuteronomy 31:8)


Falling asleep

For some reason lately, I have really been contemplating the possibility that you fell asleep at the wheel. There was a follow-up to an article I printed out a week or so ago about an 18-year-old girl who crossed the centerline and hit a mom and her kids (they all lived and are ok), and the girl said that she fell asleep at the wheel. She had been severely sleep-deprived, but I know it can happen when someone is even a little sleepy. I remember driving to Novi to work in the morning and forcing myself to stay awake. That was a pretty long drive, but it can hit at weird times. Wagner Rd. has rolling hills and I supposed after an extended period of time, it can lull you to sleep if you're already a little sleepy to begin with. You were super busy that summer and that week with the morning back-to-back clinics plus you had stayed out late the night before.

(Side note:  I have printed out many articles about crashes so I can follow-up and find out what caused them, and this is like one of two that have actually had a follow-up article.)

Today, related to that article, there was an article on annarbor.com about Sleepy Driving. As I was printing it out, the song Collide came on Pandora. I feel that has some significance. I have written about that song before.

That would explain a lot. I still believe that you were incapacitated in some way to drift over and have one car swerve out of your way before you hit the truck. It's weird to think of you having a brain aneurysm or something because that seems like it would be really rare, or if you had something like a stroke. Passing out-I don't know. I know I've written about that before. I passed out once when I was a teenager, but I had just gotten up out of bed in a hot house and I was having my period. I know people pass out for weird reasons though, and if it happens while you're driving, that's super-dangerous. There have been some cases at the office where people have had accidents because of that, where they "wake up" and don't know what happened. Then there was that young girl who was dehydrated and she passed out at the wheel. With all your working out, I suppose it was a possibility.

How does it make me feel to consider that possibility? It makes me feel better than thinking you had something go severely wrong medically. I personally believe that your phone wasn't involved, even though others do. I still think the part of the road where it happened is significant, since the other lane shifts over to the right. Even if you were a little closer to the center than you should have been, if the other driver didn't notice the shift or didn't get over enough, that just closes the gap even further where you both were even closer. Add the limited sight distance on that little hill and it's very easy to see how this happened. It shouldn't be some great mystery.

It's hard to not try to figure out what happened. I'm glad I'm not obsessed with it though. No matter what actually happened, that is the time that God planned to take you home. His timing is perfect. This couldn't have been prevented. You are where you should be. I miss you though. So much. Love you sweet boy!