I entered a give-away contest online hosted by Thom S. Rainer of LifeWay Christian Resources.
In order to be entered this time, we had to answer this question:
“When was the first time you experienced grief?”
It got me to thinking. Here is my response:
“When I was in first grade I remember the anticipatory grief because my favorite uncle, Uncle Dave, had cancer (also the first time I’d ever heard that word). And the day he died, my Grandma Mix took me to the nursing home and explained what I would see, how he wouldn’t be breathing, and explained he was with the Lord now because he knew Jesus. She even let me touch him.
“By taking away the mystery and the ‘hush-hush’ she freed me to be able to grieve, but not as one who has no hope. I could cry and miss him, but God could build and strengthen my faith and my own hope as I grieved.
“God bless Grandma!”