Out of nowhere it hits me. Unprepared. Then..just when I think I have arrived, wham! I am swept up and ambushed in a wave of loss that leaves me dazed and wondering what happened. No one is exempt, we all have or will experience loss. What exactly will trigger your grief will surprise you. The sight of an empty chair, the aroma of brewing coffee, a favorite restaurant. When you lose someone close you grieve many losses. For me Mom was the person who knew me best, who was always rooting for me. We enjoyed many of the same things. I could always pick up the phone and talk to Mom. Each time I have a victory or happiness or need an ear to share I start for the phone to call. And then it hits me. I see her little traveling pillow she used to use for car trips now in the trunk of the car. And then it hits me. I am reminded that Jesus bore my grief on the cross and those who believe He rose again are not without hope. Mom loved Jesus and I know she is with Him awaiting our heavenly reunion. I grieve, but I grow stronger because I do not grieve without hope.
"Brothers and sisters, we do not want you to be uninformed about those who sleep in death , so that you do not grieve like the rest of mankind, who have no hope. For we believe that Jesus died and rose again, and so we believe that God will bring with Jesus those who have fallen asleep in him. " 1 Thess. 4:13 NIV
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