We found out Friday night that my brother-in-law is being moved to hospice care. His end is near.
Our family has suffered a lot of lost lately. All from my husbands side of the family. It seems that grief is an emotion we are supposed to feel right now. But grief is something we fight. It is a natural emotion, yet it feels so foreign sometimes. I know for me I never know how to deal with the flood of emotions coming at me. My husband has trouble sleeping and loves to ride his motorcycle during this time so he can think out on the open road. He doesn't like to talk to grieve, but I need to talk during this time. That is the differences between women and men.
I am so grateful that I have my Lord during these times. I don't know how people deal with death without having Him. Knowing where I am going and not being frightened of dying leaves me peaceful. Knowing what is waiting for me up in heaven gives me such hope to live through the pain. So does remembering the good points of life. For example, Jimmy (my BIL) was a great man. He was compassionate and loving. He loved his family and took very good care of them. He was in the Navy when he was younger and since the Navy he has worked at the VA center, taking care of our veterans. He has 2 teenage sons and his daughter died when she was seven. What a wonderful vision I have of him reuniting with his daughter in Heaven. His wife is a wonderful woman and a she is very in love with her husband. Please pray for my family as we deal with this loss.
So how do you deal with loss? Who have you grieved for?
We love you guys. Let us know if there is anything we can do to help you guys during this excruciatingly hard process.
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ReplyDeleteOh, sweetie, I am so sorry. God be with you and your family, and may you continue to rest in the peace that only He can bring.
ReplyDeleteYou can count on my prayers, Brown. I'm so sorry that your family is going through so much. (((Hugs)))
ReplyDeleteAh, sweetie! I know those times all too well. My DD is named after a best friend since kindergarten who died at only 16, I lost a dear friend I called brother at the tender age of 22 and I can't tell you how much I miss all my great-grand and grandparents that were a big part of my childhood. I am in total agreement. I have NO idea how anyone ever gets through this without God. In the case of my friend who died (freakishly in a skateboarding accident) at 22, God worked some amazing miracles after his death including his mother and girlfriend becoming Christians. Jer. 29:11 is my life verse. God is amazingly working for us at all times - even the hardest ones.
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