When words won’t come

Hi friends,

Sorry I’ve been silent for the past week and a half, but the truth is – words just won’t come.

A friend of mine is burying her husband in Kansas today. He was a volunteer firefighter in our neck of the woods, just outside of Houston. He died during a training exercise on September 17th.

There have been so many heart-breaking moments since then. So many questions. So few answers.

What went wrong?

How is it possible that he won’t be coming home?

And the hardest one of all:

Why does he leave behind a wife and two children who need him so desperately?

I don’t have the answers. I know Who does, and therein lies the spark of hope.

Never before has the promise in John 3:16 meant so much:

For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. (emphasis mine)

Neal’s physical body will be laid to rest today, but he doesn’t occupy it anymore. He’s in the presence of the Most High God.

In these dark days, that promise keeps me going. God is faithful. Death may have claimed today, but God has claimed all our tomorrows.

In the meantime, please keep Penny, Nicholas and Natalie in your prayers. Their pain, sadness, anguish, grief…is intense.

Let’s talk: Have you ever known anyone who, to your way of thinking, was taken too soon? How did the next chapters play out for those left behind?

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