The other day I was thinking.. the heartache for mothers who have lost children is we don’t know where they are.
Let me rephrase that. I believe in Heaven and I know my son is there.
But where is Heaven? And what is he doing?
When you spend months carrying your child in the womb or years including him in the head count with his siblings at the park or beach, you don’t just turn that part of you off.
It is a lifetime of learning to function without knowing exactly where he is.
My Christian faith tells me to believe. As difficult as that may sound, God has graciously wired us to believe in Him.
It’s the wondering that is difficult.
And the waiting.
Once again, I gather my thoughts together and say, yes, Lord, I believe. Help me with my unbelief.
And He does.
when it hurts 
Reblogged this on In the Wake of Suicide….trying to understand and commented:
Kathleen voices my thought, as well. While we know our children are in Heaven our nurturing hearts as mothers miss them greatly and we have so many questions. It is so painful to be apart but the greatness of our God is His promise that we will be reunited because of what Christ has done for us.
I hope many will know God is with them when they are hurting so badly.
Your post resonates with me too, we never stop wondering where they are but our faith tells us to ‘trust in God’ and so I do
Wonderful. We have to encourage and remind each other 🙂
PTL for all he does. We will see them again someday.
Joy to you Dale
Thank-you so much!
Kathleen I apologize. I got you mixed up with Dale. My comment stands.
Blessings
Aww, it’s ok! Thank-you 🙂