December 13th holds special significance in our lives. It was 10 years ago yesterday....at 3:30 in the morning that we received a phone call from a hospital in CO telling us our 25 year old son, Kevin, had died of heart failure. A virus attacked his heart and put him into congestive heart failure.
This past week we have been experiencing more sadness than usual. As a pastor and pastor's wife we know that certain anniversaries intensify grief. Still, it surprised us. We know that our son is in a much better place. We adopted Kevin when he was 3, and he had gone through a horrific early childhood. As his oldest sister, our Beth, said at the time of his death, he died of a broken heart, both physically and emotionally. So we grieve, but we grieve with hope, knowing Kevin is with Jesus and is whole and healthy. Whole and healthy! And time does lessen the loss...it really does.
Here is an article I wrote about Kevin years ago. Fast Shoes And A Broken Heart. He has been ten years gone, but also ten years whole and healthy. And for that, we give thanks. We will see him again some day! We still grieve, but we do so knowing where he is. With Jesus.