My dad was killed by a drunk driver when my children were 3, 2 and 6 mos.
The excruciating ache and sorrow in my heart was for my children who would never feel the joy of his love.
My Dad didn’t appreciate us waiting until after seminary to have our babies and would tease Rick often. As the oldest it was my duty to provide little people for him to spoil with love and adventure.
When he finally got to hold each of my babies he whispered promises to them, Bethany would get a pony, he would build Sarah a doll house and Josh a hot rod.
At my dad’s graveside I had an overwhelming realization that I could never make up for the love he had for them. They would always have a hole where his love was supposed to be.
Instantly I knew these thoughts were sinful because they accused God of withholding blessing from my children when His Word says He withholds no good thing from those who walk uprightly.
I feared I’d become bitter against God if I didn’t correct those dangerous unbiblical thoughts. So I told God it was His job to make up for this cavernous loss in my children’s lives.
Fast forward to Bethany’s 13th birthday when a dear grandpa in our church gave her a pony without ever knowing this story.
God proved again that He is kind, “is good and doeth good” and worthy of my trust.
It’s the same for me. I dare not imagine what marvelous milestone moments I will miss in my children’s and grandchildren’s lives. That sorrow would be unbearable. So, I fix my eyes and trust on the One who will surely lavish them with far more love than I could dream of.
I’m storing prayers for them that will linger in the throne room of God far after I’m gone. I’ll be ready to hear the magnificent ways He used them for His glory when we meet again.
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