Today as my mother and sister go to put flowers on Liam's grave, I am
reminded of the hope and assurance we have through Christ of one day seeing
Liam again.
Death here on earth is very painful (to say the least) for those left
behind. But where oh death is your victory, your sting? It is lost in eternity.
Today even more than my own salvation, I am thankful for the cross that affords
me hope and assurance of spending eternity with my son.
I mourn and weep over Liam's grave, at a life never lived on this year,
hopes and dreams vanished, and a piece of my heart ripped away from me. But my
friend there is a grave, that today lay empty. And just as sure as He will turn
our mourning into dancing, today we rejoice and celebrate a risen savior. One
who has concurred over death for you, for me, for Liam, and all our loved ones
gone.
He has set eternity in the hears of his people. Today and always, a
piece of my heart awaits me in heaven. I know the deep pain and despair of
loosing a child. How much more the father in heaven knows the pain of giving up
his one and only son to die so that we might live again.
I didn't have a choice in loosing Liam. It's a heartache I wouldn't wish
on my worse enemy, but it's something Christ chose and endured for us. It's
beyond my comprehension and something I am eternally grateful for.
Today, celebrate life. Life lost to be found again, celebrate life
resurrected, eternal life. All because Jesus came, died, and rose again.
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