My Thoughts at Eight Weeks After My Son’s Death
The “worst possible nightmare” became a reality for me. In an instant, my life changed, and will never be the same again. My 22-year-old son, Kamran, died in a motorcycle accident. My world has become duller as Kamran was such a bright light in my life. I can’t imagine my life without him. As I struggle to make sense of this tragedy, I wonder how will I survive this pain and the vast void I feel.
However, stronger than ever I am convicted of several things –
I THOUGHT I KNEW… NOW…I KNOW THAT I KNOW.
I Know God is Faithful to His Promises.
Our Lord promises He will never leave us nor forsake us and He hasn’t left me for one second of this nightmare. He is real, His promises are true. He is sustaining me. I have felt the power, presence, and strength of God before, but never like this. God is physically holding me up – over and over and over again.
It doesn’t make sense to the human mind.
I KNOW without God in my life the pain would consume me.
When my pain sweeps over me and takes me to my knees; He is holding me there as well!
I KNOW God will work “good” from this; good will come out of this tragedy.
“And we know that in ALL things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to His purpose.” Romans 8:28
I Know my son is in heaven living in eternity “out loud” and loving “fiercely” just as he did on earth.
My son was confident in his relationship with God the Father and Jesus. I have seen him lean into God, especially in this past year. I will see him again, and I thank God for that every day!
Where I Am Today
Here are my thoughts as I approach the one year mark……
You can read my entire post and find out where I am today by clicking here. My article has been included in a series on grief over at “Embracing the Unexpected ” Maree Dee has a website where she is continually embracing life in the midst of the unexpected. Please join me over on her site to continue my post.