Tuesday, August 14, 2018

And then the world seemed to end...

When the call came in the middle of the night...

Your daddy passed away...

It is never something you are prepared for.  It is not something that I was expecting to hear so very soon.

Life shattering.

Having to break the hearts of your children.

Overwhelming sadness.  Unbearable grief.

But then the reminder comes.

In the midst of the waves that keep knocking you back.

There is hope. 

There is an easing in the ache.

Because...Jesus.

When I thought I would never look at the month of April the same again.

Jesus.

In every sunset. Every cardinal perched on my butterfly bush. Every single dragonfly.

Light, love, hope. 

Because I know I will see him again.

My daddy, waiting for me with Jesus.

Until then, I will be here.

Watching for those reminders.

Sharing memories of my daddy.

Sharing the love of my Jesus.

Always wanting that hippopotamus for Christmas.

Me

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