It was a week ago today, that the Lord took your wife from you, so she could be with Him. You had been married a year. It was unexpected and unexplainable – but isn’t that just like our Lord? His deep mysteries remain that to us, but knowing that that he is mysterious does not ease the pain. Because there is pain. There is deep searing pain in loss. And Andrew? We grieve with you. We hurt and ache and cry out to the Lord for answers. We cry with you.
Tonight, there will be a memorial service for Jennica. And you will be surrounded. By your family. And her family. And your church family. And your school family. She was and is a part of us. Just as you are a part of us. As a body, Andrew Cruz, we stand up next to you, as your foundation and your shaky arms. We stand close, so that our hearts can beat a little slower with yours. We are in this with you. Now, and next week, and ten years from now.
I don’t know you well Cruz … but I do want you to know that with you I grieve.
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