This morning I left my home a few minutes later for work than I usually do. When I got on the main highway which is 30 seconds from my door, I noticed traffic backup. An accident had just happened across the street. I suddenly felt overwhelmed with sadness and I began to cry and pray and cry out to God in words only He would understand, not sure what was going on within me. I felt His presence all around me and I ended in worship.
A few hours later my daughter I received a text telling me that the entire school was in grief because in that very accident a much loved classmate had gotten killed and several other students were taken to the hospital. A few minutes later she sent another text that a boy from another school that she knew had passed away from a freak accident that happened last week. She was overwhelmed and I was. Praying and texting her words of comfort I felt as if I understood why The Lord had me pray as I did earlier this morning. But, Just before lunch, I received a text from my sister that a very good friend of ours who had been dealing with illness was in critical condition and the family had been called in. How much more Lord? We all went to college together. It was the 6 of us. We had some awesome, wonderful times. We rode with each other to our hometowns. We laughed together, cried together, hung out together, had slumber parties. But, in recent years, had drifted apart only speaking every now and then or liking posts. I prayed, I cried, but I knew. My prayers then changed to comfort for the family, friends, loved ones. Even though I knew that THIS day, she would be in the presence of the Lord, it still did not stop my tears. The call of confirmation came on my way home from work. Still tears. Yes. Today was a difficult day. As I reached home and my daughters and I sat around the dinner table to discuss our day, I was mentally and emotionally drained BUT, STILL trusting in the one who knows what is best. I had no clue how much pain she was in. The agony she experienced. The sleepless nights. But, her Savior did and He called His baby home. To Peace. To a painless awesomeness with Him. So, I share that experience to anyone whose had their world rattled by death or grief that God is a comforter. He is our strength and His Words are true. He just wants us to come to Him with our pain. He is ready and waiting. Even as I type and fill my ears and my heart with Words and songs of worship, I feel my strength or better yet, His strength come to me again and I pray the same for the family.
Lamentations 3:22-23King James Version (KJV)
22 It is of the Lord's mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not.
23 They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness.
Psalms 46:1 God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.
I THESSALONIANS 4: 13-18
13 But I would not have you to be ignorant, brethren, concerning those who are asleep, that ye sorrow not, even as others who have no hope.
14 For if we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so will God bring with Him those also who sleep in Jesus.
15 For this we say unto you by the Word of the Lord: that we who are alive and remain unto the coming of the Lord, shall not precede those who are asleep.
16 For the Lord Himself shall descend from Heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel and with the trumpet of God; and the dead in Christ shall rise first;
17 then we who are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air. And so shall we ever be with the Lord.
18 Therefore comfort one another with these words.
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