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  Diana

  1 year ago

  I read both of those posts last week with tears in my eyes. On Sunday, Sept. 30 we went to my fathers grave to bury the ashes of our granddaughter who was stillborn. Strange that so many similar losses happened at the same time...or maybe I am just keenly aware of them because of my own. This is what I wrote in my blog..."It is hard to understand a loss like this. When my father died, at the age of 81, he had lived a long and full life. And he was suffering...from diabetes, congestive heart failure, blindness, and finally a stroke. Although it was sad to lose him, we rejoiced in the fact that he was in heaven and not suffering any more. But Charlotte...we grieved over the fact that her death was so senseless and that we never got to know her. I can imagine what she would have been like when I look at her big sister Noelle...but we'll never know...or will we?
  
  My faith tells me that she is in heaven with the great grandfather that she is buried with. So when my heart is troubled I think about them sitting at the feet of Jesus. And the things of this earth will go strangely dim...grief, loss, pain...all momentary troubles in light of eternity!"
  
  Thanks for reminding us that there can be peace in the midst of the losses of life.
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  Ben Cotten

  1 year ago

  Diana, I'm so sorry you had to go through that. I can't imagine it (and don't want to).
  
  I heard someone say once that "Jesus is not a crutch. No, we're much more dependent on Him than that. He's more like a stretcher."
  
  All we can do is let Him carry us. Thanks for being so open in your comment.
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