By Kay Heitsch
One Friday, while I was getting ready to go to Michigan for the weekend, the phone rang. I didn't know the person who called. She explained that she had heard me give my testimony, and didn't know now she could go on if one of her children died. But now she could see there was hope.
We talked about her family. As I recall, there were 5 daughters, but only one son.
Monday morning, we were back from Michigan, and the phone rang again. It was the same mother, but she sounded different.
Much to my horror, she told me, through tears, that her only son had died in a car accident over the weekend. He was going to Florida and fell asleep driving.
I felt strongly I should go to the funeral home, but I was feeling apprehensive about it. A lot of emotions were going to be involved. I wondered how I would handle it. Finally, I decided to trust God and go to the funeral home.
I remember standing in a long line of people who knew the family who were there to show their love.
I didn't know anyone, including the mother, but somehow it didn't matter. I believed I was there to show God's love by being there.
I don't remember saying a word. I gave this grieving mother and her daughters a hug, letting them know I cared.
Words aren't crucial at these times. What's important is to show you care by being there.
Sometimes we can't be there in person. But sending a card, call, or private message will let the grieving person know you care.
Life isn't easy at times. But showing God's love and that you care is what's important.
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