When Death Comes to a Home
Our home now, with half of us gone most of the time, is like a movie with the sound turned off, or a photo album filled with pictures in which there are no people. I go outside and look around the yard; where are the people? Where is my family? There were six of us here just a minute ago.
From “Racket” – Originally published September 28, 2016
This summer, our first without Hans, has been like no other. In addition to Hans being gone, the rest of the family have been away from home for much of the summer work season.
And it is very quiet.
One of the first things that struck me after Hans went to be with Jesus, was how still our house became. Of course, when death comes to a home, a subdued atmosphere is to be expected.
But this is a different kind of quiet.
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You Can Trust Him 
I can relate to your feelings about the way Hans filledyour home with life itself from his energetic life filled with sound. From the time our son, Jonathan, was born he was the one of our four who filled our home and life with the same vitality for living you describe. he was so active and rambunctious , filled with passion for everything and everyone. He loved to hunt geese.After his leaving this world to be with the Lord(through a motorcycle collision with a car) the world seemed to stop. And the silence was deafening. the presence of his absence was the hardest thing to adapt to. Thank you for sharing about Hans and his wonderful way of living life to the fullest.
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Jonathan and Hans seem to have been cut from the same mold. 🙂 After twenty-one months, I still look and listen for him. Not rational, I know, but that’s how it is. I am sorry that you understand what I mean.
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I liked this Kim. Thank you for letting us get a glimpse of Hans. The sound of a boy in the woods… I’m caught off guard all the time by silence where there used to be sounds of life.
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Yes, I “hear” you. 😩
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It’s been quite a while since I’ve read a post from you. Time is helping you to heal along with God’s presence in your life. I cannot imagine the pain you and your family have endured in the loss of Hans, but it seems, from your words, that God is recreating some of those wonderful memories about him. I will pray for continued healing, but know that nothing compares to the loss of a child. Keep on trusting God. There is a reason that your heart continues to beat.
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You have no idea how your words have ministered to me this morning. Thank you. By God’s grace, I will trust HIm fully. Right to the last heartbeat.
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Like the name of your blog you can trust him. I felt compelled to write to you. Must’ve been the Holy Spirit!
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You bet it was! ❤
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