Life Continues
Yesterday marked 8 months since Corey was murdered.
As I click off the milestones, we added one more this week. This week he missed Bob’s birthday. But more importantly, he will be missing the first family get-together we’ve had in our home since the day of his funeral.
Our home has become a shrine. Sure, things have been moved around. We’ve cleaned. But no one has come to visit until Catalina (our granddaughter) last week.
And while we prepare for Bob’s birthday party this evening, we are very aware that though Corey has died, we have not. Our family continues to live, to heal, and even grow.
Since he’s died, we’ve had a grandson (no, not Corey’s). A great nephew was born, and another baby is on the way for one of my nieces. Relationships have ended, and others have begun…
I remember falling to my knees when the doctor told me that Corey was brain-dead. I remember thinking my life was over. That I’d never be able to move past that moment.
But life continues.
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 (New International Version)
1 There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven: 2 a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, 3 a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build, 4 a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, 5 a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain, 6 a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away, 7 a time to tear and a time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak, 8 a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace.
Yes, I continue to live. We all do… Because God promised us we would.
And He has never lied to me.
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