Sep. 25, 2007
Heavy Thoughts
Posted in Home Life
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This is a hard week for our little community. It was a year ago today that I got the early morning call from my good friend Kari, telling me that her 19 yr. old daughter and another homeschooler were killed in a car accident. It was horrifying to say the least. Our daughters have recalled many times waking up to my shouting prayers to God, crying out for Him to help me know what to do, for the strength to go to a home full of grief. God was faithful, as always, and over the next few days He supplied supernatural ability to many of us, to minister in many ways to these families and in the planning of two large funerals. I was leading the worship at Kari's daughter's funeral. What started out as our churches worship team and band turned into over 30 voices, many of them worship leaders from other churches, joining together to praise our Sovereign God despite our intense grief. I remember at the funeral, turning from the piano to see if everyone was gathered for the worship team and seeing that Kari, the mother, and her son Steve had joined the singers. My heart jumped and my eyes welled with tears, but I knew that her being there was a witness to many unbelievers that attended. Her praise was the purest offering as it was given from a broken heart. Oh what a day that was. This is also the week when three years ago we lost 3 adults, two in their forties, in shocking and unexpected deaths. One was my dear friend and mentor, Donna, my sister in every way. Her husband Lyle was over last week and we were discussing how time is supposed to heal, but three years is not enough time, the pain and loss is still felt strong. Add to that the loss of the precious baby of our friends last month and it seems life is heavy. I am so glad that we have hope, that some day we will be in a place where there is no crying and pain. I can't wait! I had Kari's two youngest over to play today and then we all met up at a farm market to go through the maze there. It was fun and although humid for this time of the year we enjoyed the outside activities until the rain started and then we headed home with apples from the market. It is hard to know what to say sometimes and I am glad for learning over the last few years that sometimes with grief it is just hugs and being there that is needed. |
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