Mourning for Others
I have just returned home from a family reunion in Upstate New York, and I couldn't wait to tell you how thrilling it was to introduce my son to my extended family. My Canadian relatives never met Hendrick, who is now 21 months old, and I was so excited to show them the special little boy who has captured my heart.
Instead, upon my return home tonight, my mother informed me that a little boy she recently met drowned in a swimming pool this weekend. He was just two days shy of his second birthday.
Every now and then my heart breaks for someone else, and this is one of those times. I never met the boy or his family, but the details my mother provided were gut wrenching. I can hardly imagine the agony this family is experiencing right now, and I pray that I never will.
The news made me question, though, every decision I have made as a mother. I even thought for a few moments that I should never work again, that I should never leave my child in the care of anyone else - even my spouse - for fear that no one would be as vigilant as I am with his safety.
I guess we can't live like that, though. We need to trust others now and then ... and take our chances.
Please say a prayer for this family and ask God to help them heal. This is not the time to question God, but to run to Him. Perhaps not even He can mend their broken hearts, but it is only He who can give them reassurance that that little boy can experience all the joys of heaven without ever knowing any of the sorrows that consume life on earth.
Instead, upon my return home tonight, my mother informed me that a little boy she recently met drowned in a swimming pool this weekend. He was just two days shy of his second birthday.
Every now and then my heart breaks for someone else, and this is one of those times. I never met the boy or his family, but the details my mother provided were gut wrenching. I can hardly imagine the agony this family is experiencing right now, and I pray that I never will.
The news made me question, though, every decision I have made as a mother. I even thought for a few moments that I should never work again, that I should never leave my child in the care of anyone else - even my spouse - for fear that no one would be as vigilant as I am with his safety.
I guess we can't live like that, though. We need to trust others now and then ... and take our chances.
Please say a prayer for this family and ask God to help them heal. This is not the time to question God, but to run to Him. Perhaps not even He can mend their broken hearts, but it is only He who can give them reassurance that that little boy can experience all the joys of heaven without ever knowing any of the sorrows that consume life on earth.
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