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It has been eleven years since the
death my son's Michealjohn . It was a
cool afternoon after school April 7,
1992.
Mike died in a car wreck as a passenger
of the car with his seat belt on.
His
last thoughts still hunts me. "I know it was 'Mom'.
It takes my breath away.
It drains the life out of me.
I miss him so desperately. Mike was the BEST of me.
It
was the type of relationship between a mother and her son that
we knew each others thoughts without words.
While I was
grieving the physical loss of my son. I reached up out of the
pit of despair, grabbed the hand of the Lord. and still
holding on tightly.
There is no other way to survive
the loss of a child.
No human can comfort, Not even the
closest friend or family members.
When Mike died I
wanted someone to help me, I needed someone to give Mike back
to me.
I needed someone to understand.
But this
was not to be so.
No one could give Mike back, No one
could help with the pain.
I set alone in the darkness
fearing to sleep for when I awoke I was out of my mind
with grief.
It always scared me before his death that
our bond for each other was to great.
He had
just turned thirteen and had become a fine young man. He was
the type of spirit that was much older than his
years.
His wisdom was greater than most adults. Always full of
smiles and light hearted. With great
wisdom and great concern for mankind.
I lost time when I lost
Mike, It seems like only yesterday he was here with me.
I feel as if he is with me now, I feel that he lets me know
that he is watching over me. It is not just wishful thinking.
It is one of those feelings that is hard to
explain. Yet real and seems to be reality.
There are no more
tomorrows for Mike. I live every day is as the last for
me.
I can still see Mike's face, His eyes
where the color of crystal blue waters.I can still hear his
voice, soft and gentle. I Thank the Lord for lasting memories,I realize
that they are a gift given by the Lord and remain only
mine.
It's
the same feeling that calls me to my Lord and Savor
Jesus Christ. The eyes can not see but the heart is
alive with detail. Blessed are thy that believe and can not see the
Lord.
There was no words or
pills that could remove the grief
of Micealjohn.
The best prescription is to be
wrapped in the loving arms of my loving God. Our
heavenly Father wants to comfort us and deliver us from
our sorrow because He understands our loss. He saw his
own Son die on Calvary. How horrific This must have been.The pain the grief that the
Lord shead for us. It brings tears to my
eyes.
The Bible
reminds us that "Children are a gift from God; they are his
reward." (Psalms 127:3 TLV) They are
just given to us for a little while.To teach and to
love.
God allows us to
receive the gift of children so that we can better understand
our relationship to our heavenly father. As we love our
children we are also called to love and obey the Lord our God.
When one experiences the untimely death of a child the grief
of our loss can cause us to want to blame God. Sometimes bad
things happen to innocent people, not because God wants bad
things to happen, but because of the sin that is in the
world.
It is helpful to remember how much God loves you
at times like this, "For God so loved the world that he gave
his one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not
perish but have eternal life. For God did not send His Son
into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world
through Him." (John 3:16-17 NIV) God wants to comfort you now
at your time of greatest loss, because he loves you. Your job
is to make yourself available to Him so that He can help to
heal your sorrows and comfort your loss.
Jesus tells us
to turn to Him when we endure trials; "Come to me, all you who
are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke
upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in
heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is
easy and my burden is light." (Matthew 11: 28-30
NIV)
At this time of great loss and suffering it is not
uncommon for individuals to suffer from depression and
struggle as they adjust to the loss of a child. Your doctor
may provide you with prescription medications that can help
you with the symptoms of depression. While prescription
medications can provide short-term relief, a strong spiritual
foundation can help you heal over the long-term. A spiritual
relationship with Jesus Christ can help you carry the burden
of your loss and find a light out of the darkness. In the
Gospel of John, Jesus said, "I am the light of the world.
Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness but will have
the light of life." (John 8:12 NIV)
While there is
darkness that may surround your life at this time, there is
hope for tomorrow. Jesus promised His believers that He will
never leave us. At this time of sorrow and grief prayer can
help.
It is important to grieve. It is important to
cry, It is important to remember and to know that your Child's
love for you Never dies.
Since you are at this
page, I have to assume that you have lost someone. Since
this page is about the death of my son, I am going to
assume further that you have lost a child. A child that you
love with every ounce of your being and a child that you don't
think you can survive without. I am here to tell you that you
can.
It will be the most difficult, the most painful,
and the most lonely journey you ever take. It will take you
through nights so black you will think you've gone mad. It
will burn your soul with it's strength and will turn you
inside out a hundred times. It will slam you to your knees
when you least expect it, and will fill your heart with a
heaviness that is unbearable. But you can endure.
The
Answer is go to the Lord in prayer. He shall give his grace
and mercy. Deliver you from your grief and pain.
You
can expect to feel any emotion in existence over and over
again.(Go to the Lord in prayer)
You might feel OK one
minute and suicidal the next. .(Go to the Lord in
prayer)
You might try to avoid thinking about your
child as dead, and might play "let's pretend" in your head for
hours on end.
You might see your child walking down a
street, sitting at a stop light, or playing on a swingset. You
might even follow them for a while before you realize that it
isn't them. No mistake has been made. This isn't a nightmare.
This is real.
You might find support and love from
people you barely know, and find some of your closest friends
and family members unable to meet your eyes.
You might
want to talk about your child all the time. Few people will be
able to listen....(Go to the Lord in prayer)
You might
obsess over what could have been, what should have been, and
why..(Go to the Lord in prayer)
You might avoid going
places where you've been with your child..(Go to the Lord in
prayer)
You might not be able to get out of bed some
mornings..(Go to the Lord in prayer) He will give you a day
full of sunshine and days with rain.
You might not be
able to go to sleep some nights..(Go to the Lord in
prayer)
You will cry..(Go to the Lord in
prayer)
You might scream..(Go to the Lord in
prayer)
You might isolate yourself..(Go to the Lord in
prayer)
You might surround yourself with people at all
times..(Go to the Lord in prayer)
You will never be the
same person you were.
You will never "get over it."
You must go THROUGH it.
At this point, I think
you have realized that grieving the death of your child can
and will effect you in so many myriad ways that they cannot be
listed as symptoms or stages as some have tried to do. Any
feeling or emotion we experience is "NORMAL." Losing a child
is a catastrophic loss. Getting through it without pain is
impossible. My advice to you is this.
Take It To The
Lord In Prayer.
"It is the best and only advice given
to find peace within."
Take it one breath at a
time. Take care of yourself. Let it happen. Listen to your
heart. Talk to anyone who will listen and if that is not
possible, talk to yourself, your God, your angels. Talk to
your child. I believe they still hear us. If you are feeling
suicidal and you are planning to act, GET HELP. Your child
will need you here to keep his memory alive. If you are not
eating or sleeping after the first couple weeks, see a
physician. You will need your strength to get through this.
And going through it is what it's all about.
There
are those who manage to skip the pain. They go back to work,
they push all thoughts of their loss aside. They never give
themselves time to feel the hurt. Ten years later, they still
are unable to mention or hear of their child's name. THEY HAVE
NOT GONE THROUGH IT. They have gone around it. And they have
let their child's memory die with him/her.
There
are also those who will not let it be. They choose to take
their pain and absorb it into their hearts. They will not move
past it. They want to hurt, they want to suffer. They become
bitter, angry people. They are jealous of others who have
healthy children, and they are angry at the world for stealing
their child. They believe we, as a society, owe them WHATEVER
they want. They do not reach out to help others because they
believe that they should remain in pain. It is the RIGHT thing
to do.
I am going to say one more thing here. If you
are new to this loss, if you are still in the pit, you may be
offended by this. You may disagree with what I am about to
say. But I believe it with all my heart, and I believe I need
to share it. If you go through this pain with the intention of
surviving it, and with the hope that you can grow from it, you
will come out of it on the other side with gifts from the
Lord both for yourself and for others.
Allow me
to use a metaphor: Grieving the death of my son is like
walking along a strange road in the dark. Since it is my
belief that every situation I encounter is an opportunity for
me to grow, I have to find that opportunity. But first I have
to get out of the pit that lies at the beginning of the
journey. I have to get through the mire, find the right turns,
and climb a few mountains. I have to make mistakes, retrace my
steps, ask for directions, rest, and endure. I have to have
faith in something or someone being there to catch me when I
fall. When I do all of that, however long it takes, I plan to
arrive at my destination with my arms laden with treasures I
have found along the way. There will be days when I need to go
back into the forest. There will be nights when I am back at
the beginning. But once I walk this road from beginning to
end, I can at least walk alongside someone who is just
crawling out of the pit.......and with the treasures from the
Lord of compassion, strength and insight, I will be able
to make their journey.
It is important to grieve.
It is important to cry, It is important to remember and to
know
'Love Never Dies'.
If you need a
friend, Someone to talk to about your loss, Go to the Lord. He
will not forsake you.
If ya need to talk to someone who
feels your pain. I am your friend. Contact me I will be there
for you.
A few words from a
poem...... Letter from Heaven
When
you're walking down the street and you've got Me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind. And
when it's time for you to go....from that body to be free.
Remember you're not going.....you're coming here to
Me.
The Gift of
Grief
Death takes away. That’s all there is to
it. But grief gives back. By experiencing it, we are not
simply eroded by pain. Rather, we become more
compassionate, more aware, more able to help others, more
able to help ourselves.
Grief is powerful. It plunges
us into the depths of sorrow and forces us to face the
finiteness of life, the mightiness of death, and the meaning
of our existence here on this earth.
It does more than
enable us to change: it demands it. The way we change is up
to us. It is possible to be forever bowed by grief. It
is possible to be so afraid of one aspect of it that we become
frozen in place, stuck in sorrow, riveted in resentment or
remorse, unable to move on.
But it is also possible to
be enlarged, to find new direction, and to allow the memory
of the beloved person who has died to live on within us... not
as a monument to misery, but as a source of strength, love
and inspiration.
By acting on our grief, we can
eventually find within ourselves a place of peace and
purposefulness. It is my belief that all grievers, no
matter how intense their pain, no matter how rough the terrain
across which they must travel, can eventually find that place
within their hearts.
Author
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Precious mem'ries, how they
linger,
How
they ever flood my soul;
In
the stillness of the midnight,
Precious, sacred scenes unfold.
He
Only Took My Hand
Memorial For A Child My Son
My Son
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