I saw a Facebook post today by an old friend who mentioned two family members who had taken their lives in as many months. He was appealing to people to reach out to others—to share their pain, so they could find help before going to such extremes.
And reading it, I saw the weight of grief behind each word. The longing that something could have changed before it was too late.
I know. I know what it’s like.
And I don’t know what to say, other than “Oh, Lord, please be with that family.”
I was listening to the Compelled podcast last week, and one of the stories (here’s part 1 and part 2) I heard was of a couple, Rob and Heidi Fuller, who were unable to have biological children and ended up adopting. They also had a miscarriage part way through their journey, which further brought them grief.
During that time, she wrote a song that has connected with me deeply even before I heard her story. This video is Rob and Heidi singing the song together.
We have to rest in the fact that He knows—even though we wish things could have turned out so very differently, He knows what’s best.
And for all of you who are struggling—reach out to someone, please. You are so loved, and so valued, even if you can’t see it. You’re one of God’s precious children. I pray that you’ll be able to find someone you can share with who will point you back to Jesus and give you His hope. Because He loves you far more than you could ever believe.