Connor John ~
Today marks 4.5 years since our son left this earth. Some days, it is still hard to breathe. Today, was one of those days.
My heart will forever miss his beautiful smile that exploded everywhere he went. His hilarious jokes and laughter. The endless joy he brought to life.
Our children are truly a gift from God. He lends them to us for His time and purpose, not ours. Because of loss, I have received true faith. I move, due to His grace, not my own.
The memories of our son are woven into the fabric of my being. If you ask me, I will explain that he is never far away. I simply cannot hold him any longer.
As our first born, I thought I would never feel a love so deep, yet I did. When he died, I believed I would as well.
God has shown me light in the darkness. His light. When Lazarus died, Jesus wept before He brought him back to life.
Tomorrow is Good Friday. The day that Jesus died on the cross. He died to save us from our sins. He died so that all that believe in Him would have eternal life in Heaven.
We must repent of our sins and follow His Word, found in the bible. It NEVER says that this life will be easy. NEVER does His word promise that we will live our “best life” here.
I know parents that have lost children are praying, that they will see them again in Heaven. My hope is in Christ. In the glories of heaven we will no longer feel the pain of this life.
I never believed I could live a day past his funeral. The loss was excruciating. Mary certainly felt this as she witnessed her son hanging on the cross.
“For God loved the world so much that he gave his one and only Son, so that everyone who believes in him will not perish but have eternal life.” John 3:16 These words were spoken over me as I was confirmed into faith at age 13.
It took the death of our son, for me to truly realize the deep sacrifice. Tomorrow, stop and remember who died for you and the power of the gift. It wasn’t free, but it can be yours.
