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Understood

I cried my eyes out last night for the first time in many months, I cried silently in the office because the security guard was there, and even though and him and I are buddies and he knows that it hit me hard when the little baby died yesterday, I just didn’t want him to see me crying, not that way. When I finally finished the work I needed to do I packed up my stuff and left. Ya te vas? asked Don Alvaro as I walked out and closed the office door. I said yes, that I finished my work and the rain passed, it’s time to go home and have dinner. It had been a perfectly clear evening, and Don Alvaro understood and wished me a good evening and a good night of rest.

One Comment

  1. Pops

    David, I am sad along with you that some family lost a lovely baby. Please give them my condolences. I’ve not experienced that kind of pain. Regarding your sorrow in this matter, God is good – please let me explain. This week, I’ve had heaviness in my heart for you and so I’ve prayed for you about what was in my heart. Of course, I did not know your situation (so God is good, in that). You wrote a month or so ago about how you see folks praying that bad stuff not happen and you asked if that is maybe off target of God’s will for how we should be praying. Bad stuff happens, that is the reality – you know that all too well. I find myself going back to Eph. 1:15-23. That section of scripture gives me hope that God’s goodness can transcend my current problems. In that, He reminds me what is important and what lasts. Revelations 21:3-4 gives a very interesting list of problems: tears, death, mourning, crying and pain. He says that in the final state, His kingdom will not have those. His promise for you and me today is, He will carry us through those problems today. My prayer for you today is that you experience God intimately caring for you. He lavished His grace on you, on us, in Christ Jesus (Eph. 1:7-8).

    David, I love you!
    Dad

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