A friend of mine who
lost her son wrote the following e-mail: “My sister said to me today we need to
thank God for everything. I said I thank God for many things in my life but NO
I will never thank Him for taking my son while I am still alive and never will.
I am also certain that GOD understands how I feel and maybe HE is crying with
me too. However, I must wait to see HIM face to face to understand His wisdom
for taking our boys and let us carry the heaviest cross ever. YES, it is the
heaviest cross for a parent.”
I too have been struggling with the same thought. How can I
turn the gushing tears, the heavy sighs into gratitude? How can I bear my daily
burden with no relief in sight and give thanks? How can I be stripped of my
child and feel all alone and give thanks? How can I give thanks when my soul is
oppressed, and my heart is heavy? How can I reconcile the love of God with the
loss of my son and be thankful?
If
you have nothing to be thankful for this year, rejoice for the life within you
that is a gift from God.
