This photo was taken as a new day dawned over the prairie somewhere around the Texas-New Mexico border as we traveled home from Lubbock, Texas, where my husband and I had attended the funeral of my sister-in-law. We had made that same trip a couple of months earlier to see my brother and her. She had been battling pancreatic cancer for over a year, and we wanted to see her because we didn’t know how much longer she had for life on this earth. During the week we visited she was doing very well, despite the cancer. We prayed for the miracle of healing. God saw fit to do that healing in the next life.
A New Day.
The occasion of the funeral was a time for tears and a time for joy. Tears for the loss of our beloved sister. She was not only my sister-in-law but a sister in Christ. Her memorial service was a testimony to her love for Jesus and how she shared that love with so many. Her death made us wonder why we suffer. At the graveside service, the officiant reminded us of this verse.
I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory about to be revealed to us.” Romans 8:18 NRSV
Then after we got home I heard this song, “No Scars in Heaven,” on the radio for the first time. If you haven’t heard it, take a moment to listen.
Tears were mingled with joy for the opportunity to reconnect with family and friends. My three brothers and I were together for the first time since 2002. Two or three of us have been together over the years, but getting all four of us in one place at the same time has been difficult, since we don’t live close. Here’s a photo of us celebrating my youngest brother’s birthday two days after the funeral.
I find that sad happenings as well as happy ones can inspire stories. I lost both my mother and father before the age of thirty-five. I have used those emotions to tell stories. I am thankful for my Christian faith in the resurrection that gives me comfort in knowing I will see my loved ones again. I have also explored how the death of a loved one can make a person question God and even turn away. Some of my characters cling to God’s promises at the death of a loved one while others struggle, not understanding how a loving God could allow such suffering. Like David in the Psalms all the characters come to realize their strength and comfort comes from the Lord. Read Psalm 40:1-3 NRSV.
I waited patiently for the Lord;
he inclined to me and heard my cry.
He drew me up from the desolate pit,
out of the miry bog,
and set my feet upon a rock,
making my steps secure.
He put a new song in my mouth,
a song of praise to our God.
Many will see and fear,
and put their trust in the Lord.”
In my latest book, Miracle Baby, the heroine and hero are both suffering the loss of a loved one. They have to deal with the hurt and pain and eventually learn to lean on God.
What do you think of stories in which the characters have to work through grief? Do they help you deal with a similar situation? I will be giving away an ebook copy of A Place to Call Home, a story in which both the hero and heroine have lost a spouse, to one person who leaves a comment here. I will draw the winning name on July 27, 2021, at 9PM MST.
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