age doesn’t matter

I wrote this post last night about the heartbreak of losing a child, specifically through miscarriage or the death of an infant.  Today I attended a funeral with my husband and the boys.  The funeral was for a young man the boys have grown up with at church.  He attended church with them on Wednesday nights and Sunday mornings.  They were in youth choir together.  They all attended Falls Creek and retreats.  He was a senior.  A football player.  A church volunteer.  He was planning to go on a mission trip this spring.

I did not know Jonathan personally, but his mom and dad are familiar faces at church.  He wore the same camp t-shirts, sang along with the same worship band, played in the same ultimate frisbee games as my boys.  Tonight Calvin is at a job he loves, Riley is playing the sport he loves and Duncan is at home doing the things he loves.  And a family across town, a school across town and a church downtown are mourning the loss of a child they loved.

I am so thankful to God for the family He has given me and the family He is building for us.  It’s cliché, but do it anyway–Hug your kids a little tighter, tell your family that you love them, and live a life that brings glory to God.


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