Sunday, September 12, 2021

Reflections On Grief-First Experience With Losing A Loved One

Do you recall the first time you experienced the loss of a loved one? Do you remember your reaction and how you felt? 
For me, I had just turned seven years old when my paternal grandmother died in 1967.  My Dad recalls me saying through my tears, "But Daddy, I didn't want Grandma to die!" That was so true; I didn't want her to die. My grandmother was a faith-filled woman, with her trembling hands taught me to pray. I remember asking, "Why do Grandma's hands shake?" My parents told me, "she has something called Parkinson's Disease." Of course, at seven years old, I did not understand what that was; I accepted what they said because I loved her. She always wore dresses and enjoyed showing me her flower gardens. I remember going to church with both my grandmother and grandfather; I would feel so special sitting in between the two of them.  
As much as we do not like it, losing loved ones is never easy, and we will always miss them. 
Together, we will continue on our journey through life, knowing Jesus loves us and He is here to help each and every one of us.
In closing, I would like to share words from Jesus;
"Peace I leave with you; My peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled, and do not be afraid." John 14:27 (NIV)

With love,


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