Who knew on Tuesday, September 9 that Wednesday, September 10, 2014 would change our lives forever? Who knew as we went about our Wednesday morning routine that that afternoon would bring news that would wound us in ways we never thought possible.

Time is so strange.

I find myself longing for it to be a few months from now because maybe the time gained in between now and then will lessen the hurt. Simultaneously, I wish it was Tuesday, September 9 or Monday September 8, or anytime before we received the news because before then, we didn’t even know inkling of this kind of pain.

But it’s not a few months from now and it’s not last week; It’s right now. And right now hurts. Every moment hurts. It’s hard to breathe, it’s hard to feel, it’s hard to think. Walking through our house brings back memories of the shattered dreams we had. Going around town brings back memories of happy conversations we had about the future that we don’t have.

I am thankful that God’s grace is sufficient and precedes and proceeds all time, because we are in desperate need of it right now.

It has been said, ‘time heals all wounds.’ I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone.


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