My first husband went to be with The Lord in 1990. He was the first of four deaths in my immediate family. My grandmother passed away in 1999, followed by my mother in 2001. Before my first husband’s death, I received word that my biological father, whom I never really knew, had passed away. Even though he chose not to be a father to me, his death still affected me. It was hard to lose all my loved ones and I felt numb for many years.
It is a wonderful thing to die in The Lord because the person no longer feels the anguish and pain of this life and now is in paradise with Jesus. However, it leaves us who remain wanting and missing them. That’s natural for us.
Though my husband was saved when he died, it didn’t make losing him easy for me. I had never really been in love before him and I thought I could never love any man again. I’m glad that I was wrong. Somehow we do go on. Somehow we get passed the pain eventually. How?
It’s Jesus that helps us. He gives us time, his comfort, his presence, and his ability to grace us to go through the valley of the shadow of death and come out stronger than before.
One thing I had to truly learn is that this life isn’t all there is. This is not my permanent home. None of us will remain on this earth forever. And what’s to come is Far Far better than anything this world can offer.