Special Days. I have no words.

Each day.

Every. Single. Day.

It seems that every day is another day in which a friend has to face their child’s birthday without her.

Or her parents’ anniversary knowing one is gone to heaven and the other is struggling to learn to live alone after decades together.

Or it’s The Day. The day their child saw Jesus face to face and his parents learned of his death.

Or the day she buried her beloved husband after his prolonged illness. So many of my friends are widows. Too many.

Those special days. Each one a reminder of what we had. What we have no longer.

I’ve written, “I’m so sorry for your loss” more times than I can count. I’m sick of hearing those words. I’m sick of saying those words. But there are no other words no words to express this emotion we feel when we know very well some of what they face every single day.

I’m sorry your baby was born straight into the arms of Jesus.

I’m sorry the love of you life isn’t here if planet earth any longer.

I’m sorry you’re facing another birthday with her. What are birthdays like in heaven anyway? I wonder.

I’m sorry.

I’m so very sorry.

I’m so very sorry for your loss.

Death sucks.

I am grateful Jesus said, “I am the way and the truth and the LIFE.”

In His death, He gave life eternal. Glory!

My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me. I give them eternal life, and they will never perish, and no one will snatch them out of my hand. My Father, who has given them to me, is greater than all, and no one is able to snatch them out of the Father’s hand. I and the Father are one.” John 10:27-30 | ESV

Jesus said to her, “I am the resurrection and the life. Whoever believes in me, though he die, yet shall he live, and everyone who lives and believes in me shall never die. Do you believe this?” John 11:25-26 | ESV

Jesus said to him, “I am the way, and the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me. If you had known me, you would have known my Father also. From now on you do know him and have seen him.” John 14:6-7 | ESV

These words give comfort.

5 thoughts on “Special Days. I have no words.

  1. Kathleen, I can really empathize with this. I see so many people in my office who tell me of the deaths of those they are still grieving. Sometimes I really hate saying, “I’m so sorry.” You’re right. It seems inadequate. But you must say something. Yes, death sucks. Christ lives, and because of Him, we will live also.

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