A big win in Omaha

What a night it was. Last night's victory for LSU 

was truly incredible. As an LSU fan, it brought happiness into my life. It was a happy moment, undoubtedly. However, in the midst of this happiness, my thoughts always seem to take a different turn as I reflect on the loss of Lindy Christopher and Kamryn.

Those three kids, before the horrible tragedy, were the epitome of joy in my life. They brought a profound sense of joy that radiated from the depths of my heart. They were precious gifts from God, just as all my children are. Reflecting on this, I realize that there is a significant difference between happiness and joy. Happiness, to me, feels like an added bonus as we navigate this grand adventure called life. I am grateful for moments of happiness along the way. However, joy is a much deeper sentiment. It is personal and, I believe, a connection to something greater, to God.

Taking the LSU game as an example, I can't help but compare my emotions from the loss the night before to the happiness I experienced when LSU won the championship. In a span of 24 hours, I went from a low point to a high. But joy runs deep. Even in the midst of losing my children, I find internal peace in the relationship I have with the Lord. As I focus on eternity, I realize that joy can be experienced even on the saddest of days. It is a resilient deep emotion that is not easily shaken. God somehow brings restoration, even in the face of tragedy.

I am learning to be mindful of where I direct my affections and what truly deserves my attention. I don't want to waste a single moment, for life is fleeting and unpredictable. While I don't claim to have this grief journey all figured out, I have come to understand some aspects through the most difficult human experience of my life.

There are still challenging days ahead, and grief continues to weigh heavily on my heart. But I wanted to share these thoughts to shed light on the different emotions that accompanies grief. Amidst the pain and sorrow, I hold on to and appreciate joy, knowing that it comes from a deep connection to something beyond myself. It is in these moments that I find strength and hope, trusting that even in the darkest of times, there is a lifeline to restoration and joy.

With gratitude for the happy moments and a steadfast focus on the joy of the Lord, I just wanted to share what was on my heart to hopefully help others who are dealing with loss or any other trials in life. Even through the loss of the kids, I still hold on to the joy that they brought me. It is unshakable and will remain with me until that great reunion.

#onedaycloser

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