Making Sense of Losing My Son
“And she shall bring forth a son, and thou shalt call His name JESUS, for He shall save His people from their sins.” (Matthew 2:21)
With this generous gift from God, thus began a beautiful blessing for all of mankind. As a Christian, I cherish this one gift from God as a guide for selflessness. God knew what the future held for Jesus but He still sent His son to save us. From the beginning, Jesus has served as a beacon of light and hope for all of mankind if we so choose to believe.
However, in 2009, my belief was greatly challenged. The sudden death of my son sent my known world into a tail spin. Like most parents, we simply aren’t prepared mentally to think about our children dying. We are totally unprepared for this to happen. And if it does, we have no place within ourselves to deal with it. Or so we think.
But it helped me to remember that as a total act of selflessness, God gave us His only begotten Son, knowing full well that He would die on a cross. Yet He loved us so much that He did it anyway. I can relate.
With much grief and prayer, I was finally able (after four years) to find my way back to a sense of peace. Don’t get me wrong. There was much anger, hurt and bitterness when my son died. And sometimes, I felt like I was suffering physical pain. Moreover, at times, I felt like everyone had let me down and nobody was offering me any comfort.
Then one day, I discovered that there was comfort offered but I was looking in the wrong place for it. That is, when I got over myself and realized that I was not the only person on the planet who had lost a child – husband – wife – or other loved one. When I finally got to this point in my grieving, I discovered that I was well on my way to finding the healing comfort that I was looking for. And not to my surprise, this comfort came from my prayers to our heavenly Father for giving his humanity for us.
Yes, losing a child is still one of the toughest losses for a mother and father to deal with but I have found that through my faith, prayer and the kindness of others, one can learn to go on. I have found that we are stronger that we think we are and I believe that strength comes from God.
So, if you are like me and have or are going through this terrible ordeal with the death of a loved one, please know in your heart that you are not alone. Nor are you the only one. Thousands of years ago, a great God went through the same loss you are living through now. His love and devotion to us made Him able to selflessly give us a forever gift of strength and love and hope. And I hope you believe as I do that as He has promised we will once again see our departed loved ones in His kingdom of glory.
I pray for you as I hope you pray for me because we are far more connected than we realize. When you see a stranger on the street or in a store remember to say hello. Your kindness and thoughtfulness may be just what they need to make the day brighter. May God richly bless and keep you.