Last night at 8pm, Alberto died and went to be with the
Lord.
I know the right thing to say is that he is better off now,
because his pain has ended and he is with the Lord. And I know that is true, but it doesn’t take
away the pain that his family is feeling because he is now gone. I cannot even imagine how I would feel to
lose a child – I don’t think words can describe this kind of loss. The other day on face book I saw a posting
that read, “You call a man or woman who loses their spouse a widow and you call
a child who loses their parents and orphan, but there is no word to describe
one who loses a child.” So true.
When we got the call around 10pm, I didn’t know what to
say. It was a moment of loss – we were
praying for a healing and yet he died.
What words could I possibly say to comfort them? Now how do we love and support his
family?
Lots of questions, and honestly, not a lot of answers. Talk about feeling inadequate. This family came to us for help and we did
what we could, but Alberto still died.
It is in those moments where I have nothing, that the Lord gently reminds me of what is true and where I can place my trust.
· God is who He says He is: He is our loving Father,
our Provider, our Healer and our Saviour.
· God can do what He says He can do: He can and
does perform miracles today, some of which are miraculous physical healings and
some are a healing of another kind.
I may not understand everything that happens or
that doesn’t happen, but I can trust in Him. God gave Alberto peace in his final weeks and
even moments of enjoyment. He gave us
the opportunity to play a small roll in his life when he needed help. He stirred my heart to take some family
photos for them 2 weeks ago and have them developed.
He knew what was around the corner and He made preparations. Our God is an amazing God.
I feel privileged to have shared this day with Alberto’s
family. We didn’t do or say much, but we
were there, and we shared in their loss.
