Posted on 07/14/2022 4:37:09 PM PDT by nickcarraway
As his widow, I live with grief everyday. But I also live in the Good Shepherd’s grip.
One early morning on our family vacation, my husband, Rob, left our campsite for a long hike in the backcountry of Mount Rainier National Park. He and his hiking partner set out on the trail excited and energized for the path ahead. Both loved hiking and knew how to do it well.
Being in the outdoors was Rob’s favorite way to recreate and connect with God. But his cold and lifeless body returned to the trailhead late that afternoon, airlifted by a helicopter out of the wilderness. That day, marked on the calendar as a highlight of our family trip, became the most sorrowful of our lives.
In a moment, my world changed forever. I am still dumbfounded at the swiftness of death’s destructive work. Rob’s passing ushered me into a harsh and lonely landscape of loss. His sudden, tragic passing erased my plans for the future and set my feet at the trailhead of a new, unwanted path.
For the rest of my days, I will walk with grief. I will travel down a trail nobody wants to take.
I never knew deep grief until I lost Rob. I had suffered other losses but none that broke me so profoundly, none that rearranged the entire order of my life. I will admit, from the very beginning, I have been a reluctant traveler on this new path of sorrow.
Left with four children to raise alone, there is not a moment I do not long for the life I lived before. Rob and I enjoyed 17 imperfectly wonderful years of marriage. Our life together was deeply satisfying. We shared the same passions and dreams. He loved me with all his heart, and I adored
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But thanks for the hint!
You’re welcome.
So in other words he did drop dead ...... just the sudden stop that did him in....
#1 Sympathy for the widow<br.
#2 Yea for the man. I would rather die out in a National Park enjoying what I love and the beautiful scenery. Sure it sucks to fall 100 ft. but hopefully it was a quick death. I don’t look forward to death (not consciously), but in the woods is how I’d rather go out. I don’t want to be eaten by the bear because then they’d blame the bear and kill him. I don’t want that.
You do not have to “live with grief every day” if you are a Christian who has lost a loved one.
You can look forward to a heavenly reunion with loved ones and continue a meaningful life until the time of that reunion.
King David was inconsolable when he lost his beloved son, Absolom. He would not bathe and would not eat. Then one day he emerged renewed and dressed and said, “My son cannot come back to me but I can go to him.”
That story in the Bible saved me from despair when I had to bury my dear, 13-year-old son, Nathan, who was my best friend. I would have instantly died to take his place but life does not necessarily give us such options.
This mortal life is unfair but the future is never hopeless for those with a faith in God.
She is a bonermaker for sure
I think that story is about the child he had with Bathsheba. He mourned the dead baby in the manner you described. 2 Samuel 12:14-22.
He mourned the rebellious Absalom also, but in a different way. 2 Samuel 18:33.
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