Woke up to find out a friend experienced a parents worst nightmare. My friend Joy lost a son in a car wreck last night. He was married just last summer. Joy and I had lunch a few weeks ago and were talking happily about our children and stuff going on in our lives, and I told her about my trip to Greece. She mentioned being afraid of doing stuff like that and I told her.. If it's your time to go home (to heaven), it doesn't matter where you are, God can take you home right out there. (pointing to the street)
I'm praying that those words won't haunt her now, but be a comfort, that God has a plan, and though we sometimes won't understand it this side of heaven, he does provide comfort to those who mourn.
But it still hurts. Really bad.
Welcome to my world
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