When your world stops

September 1

 It has been26 years today but in some ways it seems like yesterday.This is the day I receive the call every parent fears.  It is my former wife and she is hysterical.  Our youngest child, Steven, has died in a house fire. He was 18. The world stops. I’m numb. Tears flow freely.

 For many nights after the funeral, I tried to respond to the cards and notes. One night I threw down my pen dropped to my knees and cried out to God. That was the night my Shepherd took this broken lamb in His arms, coddled me and whispered in my ear, “Here I am.”

 

"You shall call and the Lord will answer; You shall cry and He will say Here I am."  (Isaiah 58:9)