There is nothing like truth
to open your eyes
to the joy stealing lie
We could be thankful
If not for...
But it's a lie.
The truth is, what we have
No if’s ands or buts about it.
Enough for thanks giving.
Enough for thanks living.
It started when I heard
“Rachel, we need to pray, right now” .
Brent said it with THAT voice.
You know the one.
It can barely be heard,
so tight are the vocal cords drawn,
as if by keeping down the sound
they can keep down the message.
One look at his wet eyes and a haggard face
and I knew.
I didn’t know who,
but I knew what.
He had just got the news that earlier that day,
our friends Chris & Vickie Hammonds
lost their daughter Kristen & her husband Josh Miller,
a young bride and groom of 5 months,
in a highway accident as they traveled from PA to IL.
Replaceable cars are wrapped in steel,
rebuildable homes in brick.
But life is wrapped tissue thin skin.
We are all bound in bands of blood and bone.
So easily broken.
So easily spilled.
So easily gone.
We often think we are building memories
for our children to remember us.
we are building memories
We should be most thankful for the things
that are not
As we prayed for the family
I wondered if anyone asked
“Where are you going for Thanksgiving”
if Kristen smiled and said
“I’m going home”
I can almost hear Heaven whisper
Labels: Death, Josh Miller, Kristen Hammonds Miller, Thanksgiving