Obviously internet strangers are hardly in any position to understand the breadth of your loss, but I’m thankful you shared. I hope all is well, or as much as it can be.
I’m a hospice chaplain by vocation. Your pain is real. Grief is hard. Death is horrible. I like your conclusion here to be kind. The world could use a lot more of that to be sure. Let me encourage you (it’s my vocation after all) to look into your faith and find comfort in him who conquered death in order to bring an end to it. Forgive me if I have spoken out of turn. I appreciate your work and thank you for sharing this.
There are no words sufficient to express the loss of a loved one. How you were both captured in that moment of time shows how much pain you must have felt at her loss, then and now
I too struggle with trying to be kind when confronted with hate. I would like to share with you something that happened to me in the fall of 1970. I was awoken very early recently and was compelled to write down what had taken place
This occurred as I believed I was about to die
And the Lord lifted me up
The One who always was
From the beginning
He pulled back the Veil and
I saw the Light, this as my arm
was raised in front of His image
And from the tip of my feet up through
My head, I was bathed in a wash of Spiritual Light
Then I heard many voices saying,
He is not ready and must go back and
Be born again
Then a voice on my right said
Go back and tell everyone you meet
That the Kingdom of Heaven is here.
I know this probably sounds pretty unbelievable. If it hadn’t happened to me I would probably not believe it either
After reading your post I felt this might help at this sad anniversary
I haven’t related this story until recently. I believe that the World is beginning to come to a time when this message will finally make sense.
What I can also add, is that I was panicked when I was told I would have to go back and be born again
I would forget what true reality was. I had never heard of the Christian concept of being born again
What I experienced can’t be described in words. I was certain that it was the Truth of our existence
I know this is a long comment, but I will end on this Jesus is truly the Messiah and that he suffered and died for us
He promised that he would come again and give eternal life to those who believe in Him
My heart goes out to you and I respect your mourning. They tell us to alway look at everything that within things as a gift. I guess looking at the good things through the bad. Comparable to yin and yang? Mourning can come from the greatest memories from a lost love in your life. Cherishing their life and what they're shared of their life with you in their short time in mortal form (It's hard to express something visceral correctly in a post, but I'm trying). Wishing the best for you, my friend.
Obviously internet strangers are hardly in any position to understand the breadth of your loss, but I’m thankful you shared. I hope all is well, or as much as it can be.
I’m a hospice chaplain by vocation. Your pain is real. Grief is hard. Death is horrible. I like your conclusion here to be kind. The world could use a lot more of that to be sure. Let me encourage you (it’s my vocation after all) to look into your faith and find comfort in him who conquered death in order to bring an end to it. Forgive me if I have spoken out of turn. I appreciate your work and thank you for sharing this.
Well said, good advice. Time is short. Kindness and love will always win.
There are no words sufficient to express the loss of a loved one. How you were both captured in that moment of time shows how much pain you must have felt at her loss, then and now
I too struggle with trying to be kind when confronted with hate. I would like to share with you something that happened to me in the fall of 1970. I was awoken very early recently and was compelled to write down what had taken place
This occurred as I believed I was about to die
And the Lord lifted me up
The One who always was
From the beginning
He pulled back the Veil and
I saw the Light, this as my arm
was raised in front of His image
And from the tip of my feet up through
My head, I was bathed in a wash of Spiritual Light
Then I heard many voices saying,
He is not ready and must go back and
Be born again
Then a voice on my right said
Go back and tell everyone you meet
That the Kingdom of Heaven is here.
I know this probably sounds pretty unbelievable. If it hadn’t happened to me I would probably not believe it either
After reading your post I felt this might help at this sad anniversary
I haven’t related this story until recently. I believe that the World is beginning to come to a time when this message will finally make sense.
What I can also add, is that I was panicked when I was told I would have to go back and be born again
I would forget what true reality was. I had never heard of the Christian concept of being born again
What I experienced can’t be described in words. I was certain that it was the Truth of our existence
I know this is a long comment, but I will end on this Jesus is truly the Messiah and that he suffered and died for us
He promised that he would come again and give eternal life to those who believe in Him
You will see your loving wife again
I’m so sorry for your loss Daniele. I agree with you about kindness. I will add humility, patience, and love. The world needs more of all of these.
My heart goes out to you and I respect your mourning. They tell us to alway look at everything that within things as a gift. I guess looking at the good things through the bad. Comparable to yin and yang? Mourning can come from the greatest memories from a lost love in your life. Cherishing their life and what they're shared of their life with you in their short time in mortal form (It's hard to express something visceral correctly in a post, but I'm trying). Wishing the best for you, my friend.
❤️❤️❤️