Lots of tears this morning over little Russell. My ten-year-old just played a woeful rendition of Mary Had a Little Lamb on the piano. Little Will cried and said, “My brother is not supposed to be dead.” The boys took him out to bury him. That’s the part that really got Will. Meredith is handling it all with composure, as usual. But I know that she is heartbroken. This was her baby. She helped pull it from it’s dying mom. Yesterday it followed her around and nuzzled her. She was clearly in love.
I know that there will be bigger losses in my children’s lives, but for today, this is a big loss for them. This scripture keeps running through my mind.
“The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.” Psalms 34:18
Dear Heavenly Father, Please be close to my children today. Please comfort them and somehow cause them to know You more through this loss. Amen