
Dear Mom,
Tonight I have a confession to make. I did something that I thought I’d never do. Something that people would say is totally fine and perhaps natural in my situation — something even King David did! I got angry tonight, angry at God. And it made me feel even worse. I know He understands my pain in missing you and wanting you to be here to be the physical comforter I’ve had for the last 18 years of my life. I know He has such big plans for our family’s story to impact so many and for our own relationships with Him to grow in this. I know that I would never wish you to be back here on earth in this mess of a sinful world.
But gosh, I got really jealous tonight of another woman’s testimony. At a worship service at our church, she shared how her husband had suddenly had a heart attack and was in a coma for a month. She prayed that God would move, whether to heal her husband on earth or in Heaven that they may share their story, whichever version it may be. God had him stay on earth.
It made me finally ask the question: why couldn’t we have had that story?? Why couldn’t our family worship God through a story of healing on earth so my selfish need of you here could be satisfied? Why couldn’t it have been a happy ending? Seeing an alternate outcome to sudden tragedy, made me jealous, I hate to say. I was really jealous of that faithful woman who got to keep her husband here. That jealousy turned to anger at God. And that anger turned to desperate tears as the testimony video led to more worship — the first tears I’ve ever shed while singing praises at church.
God is so good to love me. So good to carry me. He knows when I hurt. And He is always there to comfort me and lift me up. Now my question is: how can it be? (Just like the lyrics of Lauren Daigle’s song “How Can it Be?”)
Thank you, Mom, for introducing me to Jesus here on earth. I look forward to you introducing me in person someday!
Your daughter,
Hannah






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