Suddenly
In my journalism classes we learned never to write
that someone died suddenly. The reason was that every death is sudden. What we
meant to say was that they had passed away unexpectedly.
This Christmas was full of many things and one of
them seemed to be death. Whether it was national news like Sandy Hook
Elementary, the firefighters who were killed on Christmas Eve, or close to home
like Heather Corbett and Mack Edsel, death seemed extra prevalent
this Christmas. My father is a Sunday School teacher at Emmanuel Baptist
Church. He will actually presided over graveside services today and tomorrow. He is
very good at visiting people in the hospital and talking to those who are
losing a loved one. That is a special gift because most people, myself
included, are speechless at times like this.
God blesses us with people to share our lives with.
Some of them are around for all of it and others come and go. I am certain that
all of this is in God’s plan and sorting through the aftermath brings us closer
to Him. I wouldn’t say I was close to anyone who died this Christmas. I knew
them through others and it is for those people that I pray. They are left with memories,
but I hope that in their grief they are able to praise God and thank Him for
the time they had with their loved ones.
It has been a great reminder for me to hug the ones I love
and tell them how much they mean to me while I still can.
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