When Life Is Too Short

An old coworker of mine lost her son last night to cancer. Bone cancer. He was 14 years old.

He won’t live to finish high school. He won’t live to fall in love and marry his sweetheart. He won’t bring kids into this world or work hard to provide for his family. There will be no growing old with his wife and hugging his grandchildren. His life is no more.

I don’t know how God makes these decisions. How a child can die but I’m still here. I’ve been able to do so much with my life that Kristian will no longer even be able to dream of doing. My prayers go out to his family.

Lord, make my life meaningful. Help me make my life mean more than the hours that seem to just pass by. If I’m still here, than it must be for a purpose I can only hope to understand. There must be more God is calling on me to do. Help me succeed so that this life is not held in vain. Amen.

3 thoughts on “When Life Is Too Short

  1. This is very inspiring, dear. It made me re-think my life, it made me ask myself, “what is really my purpose?” amazing!

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  2. Like you, my heart breaks for this family. Many things happen in this life that we will never understand, at least not down here on earth. We just have to trust that God, in His sovereignty, knows what’s best, even when we don’t. I have to believe that He has a purpose for the tragic death of this young man. Perhaps it is to draw a struggling family closer together than they would be if he had lived. Perhaps it is so others who have lost a child can find a relationship with God as they see the faith of this young man’s family. Perhaps it is to remind us that none of us guaranteed the next breath. I don’t know. But this family will be in my prayers, as you have been for many months.

  3. My heart goes out to the family; may they feel the peace that can only come from God.
    Some years ago my then young adult daughter lost a comrade and friend from her days serving in the Army to suicide. My daughter was devastated. (she still will cry when reflecting back).
    Within the weeks to follow this tragic event she was given a dream. In the dream she saw a gorgeous meadow. She describes the grass and flowers as the most beautiful she has ever seen. In the distance she saw a group of young people running along thru the meadow. Of this group a young man stopped, looked directly at her for a moment, then continued along with this group of his peers.
    In sharing with me she indicated she felt very strongly that this was her friend. She found great comfort and hope via this dream.
    If there is hope and peace and joy to be found for one who is so discouraged and distraught by the pain and suffering of this life that they will take their own life then we have to know there is joy and blessings that await those who endure until God, in his infinite wisdom, chooses to remove them from this life on into eternity.
    I mourn the absence of those I love who go on before me; I miss their physical presence in my life. But I do not mourn for them; actually I envy them; God determined they fought the good fight, they completed their “mission” and they are granted the joy of “going HOME”.

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