Bearing the Unbearable.

Last week, we heard the news that two young people were killed in a boating accident.  Their families were well known by a colleague of mine.  Everyone is devastated - two lives full of dreams and possibilities are over even before they truly began.

I can almost imagine the parents' grief.  I know that I will be there some day.  I know Kenny and I will be called to bear the unbearable.

Over the years, I've known people who lost children, and who have put "one foot in front of the other" and kept going.  But a door closes and a part of their lives is gone.  They are never quite the same.

Our pastor preached about death a couple of weeks ago.  He talked about the writing of Corrie Ten Boom - she wrote of a conversation she and her father had about death.  "What will it be like to die?" she asked her father.

Casper Ten Boom reminded her of their travels by train.  "When do I give you your ticket?"

"Just before we get on the train," was Corrie's reply.

"So it is with death.  Our Heavenly Father will give us the strength we need when the time comes."

I am praying for these heartbroken families tonight, that they will find the strength in the Lord to make it through this horrific loss.

I am trusting the Lord that He will give Lacy what he needs when the time comes, and that He will sustain Kenny and I as we bear the unbearable.

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