O God, whose beloved Son took children into his arms and blessed them: Give us grace to entrust Will to your never- failing care and love, and bring us all to your heavenly kingdom; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and for ever. Amen.
Most merciful God, whose wisdom is beyond our understanding: Deal graciously with Stacy, Mike, and Ella in their grief. Surround them with you love, that they may not be overwhelmed by their loss, but have confidence in your goodness, and strength to meet the days to come; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
13 September 2006
Grief
I've been having trouble writing about this. Schuyler has begun to aggregate what others have shared, so I'll direct you to their words. I'm also having a hard time praying. I keep on falling into prayer - especially prayer for Stacy, Mike, and Ella - but there are no words, and there's no peace in the silence. So, I fall back to faith - faith that the love of God, channelled through a community of people who care deeply and powerfully for them, will in some way comfort a grieving mom, dad, and twin sister. Will, in your short time with us, you taught us so many lessons of courage, strength, tenderness, and love. Mike, Stacy, and Ella, we love you.
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Mike,
My heart aches for your pastor and his family, as well as for you and yours. Last summer we had friends lose their 5 month-old daughter to a heart related birth defect and it rocked our world. I pray the God would have his arms wrapped around you all during this time of terrible tragedy. And while it didn't seem appropriate at the time, looking back it was a great reminder of the power of the resurrection that we ended the Litany at the Time of Death with the following.
O: Let us bless the Lord.
C: Thanks be to God.
God bless you my friend.
There is a verse in Psalms that speaks to me in painful times like this (Psalms 56:8)
In ancient times, many people believed that if a person were dying and all other medicines had failed, they would try putting collected tears into the dying person's mouth in the hope of saving them. They collected these tears in a bottle for this purpose. It is a custom born of desperation, grief, and hopelessness.
I don't know what David meant by a bottle that God puts our tears in, I don't really care. What I do care about is that some how, some way, our cries reach the Throne, and mean enough to God for Him to always remember our sorrows.
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