What can be said to a mother who loses her youngest child, her only daughter, in a tragic accident? How can words begin to heal the broken heart of a treasured friend, a sister, who has suddenly lost her spouse? Neither had a chance to say 'good-bye', no opportunity for a final 'I love you' or even to simply beg 'Don't go! Not yet!' What can be said or done ease their pain and suffering during the days, weeks and years to come?
A hug, a hand held, a shoulder to lean and cry on, a late night phone call that carries over into the wee hours of the morning speaks volumes. The comfort comes in knowing that someone is close by when those 'down times' seem to go on forever. Taking the walk of healing is a long, arudous and painful task; it is even more difficult to take that walk alone without a companion...someone to minister, to guide, to assist in the process of grief and recovery.....to talk....and other times, just to listen. It's like God's got me; I've got you....the footprints in the sand have gone from two sets....to one. "It was during those times of trial and tribulation, My child, that I carried you."
To the angels who have gone on ahead......you have taken His hand and earned your wings. Use them to take flight and travel to beautiful places far and wide. We, who stayed behind, will also take His hand to help us stand while we watch you fly away.
Kathy, from the bottom of my heart. Thank you for this.
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