Grieving Part 2

I've struggled with what to write since my last post, not for lack of content, but everything just seems so trivial in comparison to life and death.

Throughout my adult life I've always felt torn after someone has passed away, because I've felt like my life goes right back to normal a few days {and perhaps even hours} after the funeral, while the closest loved ones have their worlds turned upside-down, for a long, LONG time. There's somewhere deep inside of me that feels like it's so unfair that I get to laugh again and be silly and be trivial, for lack of a better term, while Kim has the heart-wrenching new reality to face. Alone. Without her husband. That simply breaks my heart.

The week after the funeral was still incredibly hard. Lots of random tears; flooding with no warning. Lots of deep sadness. Lots of just wishing that it wasn't so. My heart is still so heavy for Kim and the kids and I often find that when given the opportunity to sit and just be, my thoughts go right to them and the entire situation.

I write all this to say that while my posts will soon, for the most part, turn back to normal every-day life type of posts, I am still grieving and deeply saddened by this loss. And while a big chunk of each day is swept back up into the daily responsibilities of life, I find that often I am reminded of Kim's new reality. And that causes me to pray; whether sitting at a stoplight or awakened at 2am from a deep sleep. I continue to ask the Lord to bring them to mind because my commitment to Kim is that when she comes to mind I will stop and pray for her. Every time.

I'm wondering if you'd commit to praying for Kim and the kids too, when you think of them? Maybe you'd even ask God to bring them to mind OFTEN. So that you can randomly stop and pray. Just be forewarned. When you ask that of God, He WILL bring them to mind. And often. I just love how He does that. I'm convinced that one of the ways that the Lord will carry Kim and the kids through this dark valley will be the prayers of those around her.

Would you join me?
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