Tonight there will be no picture; I don’t have it in me. There hasn’t been much that has made sense to me today. Every seemingly insignificant thing that topped my priority list yesterday meant nothing today, after hearing the news just after 12:00 am this morning about little Christian unexpectedly passing away.
The moment I read the opening line of Amy’s email, I knew my eyes would next fall upon words I would not want to read. When I then saw Marsha and David’s names, I did not want to read the next sentence and I held my breath for a brief moment.
Since then, there has been no words to describe the pain I feel in my heart for my dear friend Marsha and her family. The tears I have shed over the last twenty-two hours cannot begin to come close to that of a parent that has lost their most precious gift in this life. Although we can look into the faces of our own children and only imagine how we would feel, I know that we could never really know or comprehend their loss without living such a nightmare ourselves.
Even though we know that little Christian is in the loving arms of Jesus right now and is rejoicing in his heavenly home, the mama, daddy and brothers that loved him so, are living through their very darkest hours.
Through our human eyes we can never make sense of such a tragic event, but through spiritual eyes we know that God is with us, holding us up, when we cannot stand to face such overwhelming sadness and grief. We know that only God knows the reason and as many times as I have asked why today, I know that there will not be an answer. I do know that in God’s sovereignty, He is just and right and good and above all, He loves us deeply and is deeply pained to see our broken hearts. Ultimately He does that which will bring glory to Himself and only heaven will bring us the answers we so desperately seek.
“To appoint unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness, that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that he might be glorified.”—Isaiah 61:3
Please pray for Marsha, David and the boys. I know that our words will be insufficient at such a time as this because nothing but Jesus can heal these wounds, but yet our prayers and support will be needed from this point forward. Until this family is reunited with their sweet “Dozer” in eternity.
The righteous man perishes, and no man takes it to heart; And devout men are taken away, while no one understands. For the righteous man is taken away from evil,