In the wake of child loss, it seems many parents, even believing parents, find their trust in God has been severely shaken. They may become angry at God. Or, they hold themselves at a distance from Him. They are reserved in their relationship with Him. They may stop praying or attending church. They open the … Continue reading Re-Post: Trust God?! Why Should I?
"I do not know what the Lord has planned for us. I rest in the fact that He is God and He knows what He is doing. I began this journey without knowing all the twists and turns it may involve. But my Captain knows all. I do not need to fret or peer over … Continue reading Re-Post: Empty Stalls, Empty Beds
Anger is destructive. It is a nasty weapon in the arsenal of the Destroyer. How’s it working for you? Does it not make you unbelievably tired? Wouldn’t you like to lay it down and walk away? Wouldn’t you like to replace it with something more productive, something more God-honoring? Wouldn’t you like to rest? Read … Continue reading Revised Post: Angry At God
Today, right this minute, the actual living Hans is not back there in the past. He is not here with me in my present except in my memories. Hans is in my future. Click here to read the whole thing.
I quietly went to our bedroom, closing the door behind me. And by the bedside, I prayed and calmly lay my son on the altar. I did not like doing it. I cannot say my heart was in it... Click here to read the whole thing. Save
"Time loses in the end because at the close of every day I am one day closer to seeing Hans again." Click here to read the full post.
"...Because they are just butterflies, they do not know they have come into the house to die." Click here to read the entire post.
Originally published October 15, 2016 In these past nine months since Hans drove to the highway, I have dreamed of him only once. I had this dream shortly after he left us and it was very brief. In my dream, Sunday worship had just concluded and Hans was standing with a group of men outside … Continue reading New Friends
"This heavy sorrow is what I feel. It is not a reflection of what I, as a Christian, believe. I know where our son is and I believe what God has told me about our eternal home. Why then do I sorrow? It is because each crashing wave of grief is my flesh crying out … Continue reading Revised Post: The Facts
You are hanging from a rope over a yawning chasm. Your climbing partner has just plunged into the abyss right before your eyes and has met with a terrifying, horrible death. And there you are, alone and afraid, twisting in the wind at the end of your rope, stunned at the loss of your friend. … Continue reading Trust God?! Why Should I?
Most of the animals we keep were acquired when our children were young. Our oldest animal, a goat (The Old Lady), died at the ripe old age of eleven just a few months after Hans left us. She was one of our original breeding stock and was a sensible and reliable animal. But one day … Continue reading Empty Stalls, Empty Beds
Published in the Women’s Missionary Magazine [July 1908] Dundee City Archives http://womenofchristianity.com/no-more-sorrow-by-miss-slessor/ This article recounts the sad scene of the funeral of an African child. Her thoughts on this cause her to meditate on Revelation Chapter 21, Verse 4: We have to start early for the services on Sabbath morning, as we go far over … Continue reading No More Sorrow by Miss Mary Slessor
Anger. We have all experienced it. For some it is a burning, churning, table-pounding rage. For others, it is more of a low-grade infection that burrows deep into the heart. It simmers on the back burner of the mind giving off an unpleasant aroma, occasionally boiling over and making an unsightly mess. For a variety … Continue reading Angry At God
It would easy to spend all my time preoccupied with the past. The way it was. Looking at – no examining - old photographs. Studying, not just the image of our son, but the background, too. Everyday scenery that has not changed but is so totally different now. Trying to find the what-ifs casually arranged … Continue reading Looking Forward
NOTE: The following was written some time ago on a rather difficult day. I needed to get this out of my heart and onto paper. I wasn't going to publish it. But maybe it will help someone. It's pretty raw, but here it is... Why I Do Not Want to Move On. Why I Do … Continue reading Cleaning House