My boss lost her two daughters in a car accident, that was without a doubt the hardest funeral I ever attended. Her and her husband now work with other parents who have lost children. I don't know how they do it.
Pretty awful indeed. Maybe their faith had begun to recover. Maybe they were rediscovering faith. But not their old version of faith...they’d probably be quick to tell ya’...maybe a much better faith. Maybe what they recovered was faith in God...not the promises of God, not the blessings of God...just God. Because all of the other stuff, all of the other trivialness and superficialness had been torn away, in a day. It may help to know that those who brought us Jesus’ message walked through similar valley’s. Valleys filled with random acts of violence, unjust and unnecessary suffering, and unanswered prayers. And yet someway/somehow, they continued to believe and persevere.
