|..."Even if I go through|
the deepest, darkest valley,
I will fear no evil,
For YOU are with me...
Mother's Day. Serving cupcakes and ice-cream-sundays to mothers in their eighties and nineties. Some in wheel chairs, some blind, some deaf, some confused and losing their way mentally. I had invited a new-found friend, an excellent speaker, a sister-in-Christ, to come and share her testimony with this little rag-tag group of ladies that had gathered around the ice-cream and cake to celebrate the blessing of motherhood. My friend is a mother of several children, now grown, and of one who went to be with the Lord at the tender age of fourteen. She has an amazing story...
Tanya (not her real name) lost her son to gang members who showed up on the playground where he was playing basketball and shot at random into the crowd of young boys shooting hoops that day. When they were finished, her son was lying on the ground with a bullet in his head. He died on the way to the hospital. She never even got to say good-bye.
For any mother, this is the ultimate loss. Tanya is no exception. As she shared with us the pain of that moment, over twenty years ago, she struggled to keep back the tears even now. There really are no words to comfort a mother who experiences this kind of a tragedy. But, I had asked Tanya to share with us because of the uncommon grace that oozes from the pores of this beautiful woman whose faith has deepened and flourished, not only in spite of this loss, but, even, because of it.
Listening to her testimony of God's care for her during the most horrible time she ever lived through, she told us of the tender moments when Jesus drew very close to this grieving mother and reassured her of His unfathomable love for her as she said goodbye to the son she loved.
In the depth of her agony to release her son into the hands of God, this woman of faith was torn between her love for her son and the knowledge that he had gone home to be with His Savior. She knew that of a certainty - she did not doubt it. But, that didn't make the lettting go any easier, of course. Right in the middle of the depth of that struggle, she heard the voice of Jesus calling her, loving her, comforting her. "I have you, Tanya. I have you..."
There are many other things she shared with us about this trial in her life. But, for now, that is all I want to leave you with. Whatever you are going through today, no matter the tragedy or the trial, listen for the voice of your Savior calling to you, comforting you, loving you through it all. No matter what it is you have been asked to face that seems impossible, hold on to Jesus. Just remember that it is the same Savior that spoke to my friend that is reassuring you today. He is saying over and over again, "I have you... I have you..." Jesus Christ has you. No matter, what, He has you. And He will bring you all the way home...