Thursday, April 7, 2011

It's difficult to describe the past week, but if I had to use just words....
Fog, confusion, grief, questions, anger, love, support, family, tears, hope, sadness, fatigue and so many other words.
Let me just say that the memorial service for my nephew was... SO good.  It was heart-rending but it was good.  The pastor spoke from God's Word and gave us a sense of hope all the while comforting us and helping us to laugh even just a little bit.  We watched a slide show of Andrew which truly showed his LIFE and had some great Newsboys music in the background.  It made us smile.  Then my brother got up and talked about his son and about God's love for each and every one of us.  He read from Romans 8 while his wife (my wonderful sister-in-law) stood by his side.
"Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? 
Shall trouble 
or hardship 
or persecution 
or famine 
or nakedness 
or danger 
or sword? 
I am convinced that 
neither death nor life, 
neither angels nor demons, 
neither the present nor the future, 
nor any powers,  
neither height nor depth, 
nor anything else in all creation, 
will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord." 

He was so full of grace and kindness and concern for all the people there.  I've never been more proud of him and humbled at his Christ-likeness.  He stood outside the chapel and comforted the many, many (many) people who came to comfort and support him and his family.
I am still  full of questions and confusion and, like the rest of the family, will have some things to work through, but I am amazed, thankful and humbled at God's grace in the midst of this very difficult time.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Sending prayers to you and your brother and family. My son at the age of 22 died in an automobile accident in 1996...just 7 days before Christmas. Little did I know when I picked out the beautiful western shirt for him that it would be one that he would be buried in....every day is but an opportunity to grow closer to the Lord and realize how life is but a vapor. Your story touched my heart as the mother of a son, to know the quality of your brother has he reached out to comfort others when his heart was shattered...yet all the shattered pieces were not scattered for they were but in the hand of God and with time God will mend the brokeness and bring completeness to your brother again...will life be the same, oh no, but God is such a loving God. I was blessed and inspired by your testimony of your brother's testimony of a Loving God....