pray for Jennifer...
I am heartsick. I have been following a family- lifting them in prayer as the husband/father was undergoing treatment for cancer. It has been a long, arduous journey. I have followed them on the small joys and victories along the way. I rejoiced with the when they learned of the bone marrow transplant- and when he completed the transplant. And tonight I have learned of his death.
I am so sad for his wife. For that is how she still sees herself—as Brad’s wife. I am so broken for her. I know her pain. I know the path they have traveled for so many months. I know the hope- and the disappointment. I know the heartfelt pleas- and the tears—that were shed along the way. How bitter to have death come in this way. Donald never did get to the bone marrow transplant—but we were prepared for it. The insurance was in place- the house in Houston was ready- and he was ready…. but he never got it.
I suppose through my prayers- and watching as a distant spectator—I was cheering and applauding that Brad had a chance to beat this disease called cancer. And then this news tonight. Funeral arrangements for Monday. It isn’t fair. I hate this for them. For the widow- and for the two children. What a sweet, dear family. I simply hate what she will endure in the weeks and months ahead.
It will hit her soon—if it hasn’t already--- that “w” word that makes no earthly sense when applied to self. And then she will feel cheated—cheated out of having her best friend, her lover, and her life long companion. Cheated for her girls- for they will not have their own father.
I know that road. I know the darkness of death’s parting shadow—and I know the heartbreak. It does get better—the heart does heal after such loss… but she won’t know that—going into the dark valley of the shadow…
Please pray for Jennifer- and her girls. She has a long, long road ahead of her….
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02-23-2008, 12:06 AM
