It’s been nearly four weeks. Still, I cannot comprehend it. A person who was so full of life lost hope and believed that he had no future in this world. Jeremiah 29:11 was the Scripture that reassured me when I was a 20 year old single mother. “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans for welfare and not for calamity to give you a future and a hope.”
For some years, I believed the future and hope described in this promise meant a fairy tale ending in this life. Eventually I came to view the verse in light of eternity. Thus I was able to reclaim the promise as we laid Gabe to rest.
[thanks to my friend Gary Gnidovic for directing me to this video]
Four weeks. Four long weeks. And yet, as if no time has passed. Still no words, Chris. No words that could fill up this eternity of space or this space so dense it feels collapsed and imperceptibly small.
Chris, Jeff and Michael,
Connie and I pray for you unceasingly. When I read this post, the weight of what you have experienced, and are experiencing daily, overwhelmed me. To know that the enemy has victory over our children, even though temporary, is crushing. Yet just as Jeff ministered directly to our hearts at Gabe’s service, your words continue to minister to me. Your faith is amazing. Thank you for sharing it with us.
L.L., your words are perfect.
Mark, Thank you. It was good to hug you and to walk with Connie in NJ. Too many of these therapeutic walks we’ve all taken. As to our faith, well, we’ve had a lot of preparation for this moment. Even so … last night was, once again, a very bad night.
It’s a rollercoaster ride of thoughts and emotions.
As we’ve gained some measure of peace on any given issue, I’ve tried to share that here for others who might be struggling. A friend is isolating Jeff’s message from the recording I have so that I can post it. Hopefully soon.