I did not see part one, but as a bereaved mom, on the journey nine yrs now…..I appreciate part two. Am reaching back whenever God weaves another of us, in this club we did not ask to join, and can never leave…..to minister from the intimate way God has walked with me EVERY moment, since our son fell from high, at work making “pizza money for college” at age week shy of 19. The grief shadow comes forefront during tender family holiday times, unbidden. Yes, we need to honor this grief, find meaningful ways to include the love tie that is unbroken between our child in heaven, and our momma heart….and good point, we cannot remain in later years in any sorrow pool. In the first thru third year, we need God’s grace, and that of others… since the raw grief that God knows IS THERE……creates such disparity between the Joy of Christmas and God’s son’s birthday…. celebration… and the memories of what was and now can never be again, here. WE miss the gifts of presence of our child.
Can’t even help it.
You are warmly loved and cherished, dear friend Patsy, by so many of us who ache to hear a laugh again from that voice of our child, we miss every day.
In Christ, who Alone is Worthy! amen!
Deb
Thank you Patsy. I am still in the raw season of grief. I am used to being alone on holidays, but this year is different. Just last month I lost my beloved 16 1/2 yr old dog Cindy, and two days later I lost my cat AJ.
One of the blessings of being unemployed the last 2+ years was that I was able to spend a lot of quality time with Cindy and I am thankful for that. She was the best pup.
I know God is helping me through this. There are times of peace. Then sometimes it just hits me and I miss her so much. I really need to snuggle in under God’s loving wings right now. I need him to heal my broken heart.
Thank you Patsy for your encouraging words.
Michele M
Liverpool, NY
Your messages seem so timely! I just returned from placing Poinsettias at my daughter-in-laws grave – she died in a car accident seven years ago yesterday – and at my Mother’s grave – she’s been gone 6 1/2 years. My own daughter lost her precious dog just last Thursday, when he was suddenly frightened, bolted from her and was hit by a car. Seems that Christmas could become a reminder of tragedies if we forget the true meaning of Christmas, the birth of our Lord Jesus Christ. I can’t explain why God placed these sorrows in our path; I often say, ‘Who am I to question His wisdom?’ Part of life is death, part of life is birth, and much of life is spent learning from all we experience, the good, the bad, the ugly and the glorious. Merry Christmas, Patsy, and thank you for being you!
My dear Patsy ~ you are a gentle helper to my broken spirit this night. It was no coincidence that I ‘arrived’ here to listen to your words just now Patsy. I unexpectedly and very suddenly lost my sweet Mom this past Christmas morning and while I faithfully believe that our beautiful Mom is with Jesus, grief will be mine for a season……. Thank you for ever so softly ‘speaking’ to me here tonight. Without you realizing it, you have sheltered me with a comfort and dried the tears that easily flow. God Bless you Patsy and thank you for ministering in such tender tones to my needs this night.
And I’m hoping the best for your heart, too, Patsy. Have yourself a very merry Christmas – basking in God’s goodness and the people you love. XOXOX
I did not see part one, but as a bereaved mom, on the journey nine yrs now…..I appreciate part two. Am reaching back whenever God weaves another of us, in this club we did not ask to join, and can never leave…..to minister from the intimate way God has walked with me EVERY moment, since our son fell from high, at work making “pizza money for college” at age week shy of 19. The grief shadow comes forefront during tender family holiday times, unbidden. Yes, we need to honor this grief, find meaningful ways to include the love tie that is unbroken between our child in heaven, and our momma heart….and good point, we cannot remain in later years in any sorrow pool. In the first thru third year, we need God’s grace, and that of others… since the raw grief that God knows IS THERE……creates such disparity between the Joy of Christmas and God’s son’s birthday…. celebration… and the memories of what was and now can never be again, here. WE miss the gifts of presence of our child.
Can’t even help it.
You are warmly loved and cherished, dear friend Patsy, by so many of us who ache to hear a laugh again from that voice of our child, we miss every day.
In Christ, who Alone is Worthy! amen!
Deb
Thank you Patsy. I am still in the raw season of grief. I am used to being alone on holidays, but this year is different. Just last month I lost my beloved 16 1/2 yr old dog Cindy, and two days later I lost my cat AJ.
One of the blessings of being unemployed the last 2+ years was that I was able to spend a lot of quality time with Cindy and I am thankful for that. She was the best pup.
I know God is helping me through this. There are times of peace. Then sometimes it just hits me and I miss her so much. I really need to snuggle in under God’s loving wings right now. I need him to heal my broken heart.
Thank you Patsy for your encouraging words.
Michele M
Liverpool, NY
So beautfully shared. Thank you.
Your messages seem so timely! I just returned from placing Poinsettias at my daughter-in-laws grave – she died in a car accident seven years ago yesterday – and at my Mother’s grave – she’s been gone 6 1/2 years. My own daughter lost her precious dog just last Thursday, when he was suddenly frightened, bolted from her and was hit by a car. Seems that Christmas could become a reminder of tragedies if we forget the true meaning of Christmas, the birth of our Lord Jesus Christ. I can’t explain why God placed these sorrows in our path; I often say, ‘Who am I to question His wisdom?’ Part of life is death, part of life is birth, and much of life is spent learning from all we experience, the good, the bad, the ugly and the glorious. Merry Christmas, Patsy, and thank you for being you!
My dear Patsy ~ you are a gentle helper to my broken spirit this night. It was no coincidence that I ‘arrived’ here to listen to your words just now Patsy. I unexpectedly and very suddenly lost my sweet Mom this past Christmas morning and while I faithfully believe that our beautiful Mom is with Jesus, grief will be mine for a season……. Thank you for ever so softly ‘speaking’ to me here tonight. Without you realizing it, you have sheltered me with a comfort and dried the tears that easily flow. God Bless you Patsy and thank you for ministering in such tender tones to my needs this night.
Barbra.