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Five Orphans

This was a sad day.  It was the day when five children said goodbye to their mother.

You probably remember my post a few days ago.  I had a few incorrect details.  I didn’t realize it, but there are five, not four, children.  In addition, their mother was engaged, as I read in her obituary.  I found it comforting that she had found love again after losing her husband so tragically.

The funeral was this morning.  Rooster asked if he could attend as a show of support for the kids he attends Youth with.  I gladly obliged and picked him up from school with enough time to let him change to more appropriate clothes.  It was nice to have him beside me.

We got there early, but the church quickly filled as the time for the service drew nearer.

And then it was time.  We stood as the family walked in, led by the five orphaned children.

This was, perhaps, the saddest procession I’ve ever seen.

I watched as the eldest daughter slowly made her way to the front, her right hand tightly grasping that of her youngest sister’s, the other children following behind.

I honestly do not think that there was a dry eye in the church.  I know that the tears flowed freely and abundantly from my own.

The service proceeded with a wonderful message from one of our pastors.  He assured us that the mom had been a follower of Christ and was, thus, reunited with her deceased husband and the baby they lost a few years ago.  That brought a little comfort, but not much.  All I could think about were those five children sitting on the front row.

At the end of the service, we watched as they trailed behind the casket, wiping tears from their eyes.

Sigh…

I know that God allowed this into their lives, but it’s so hard to understand why.  I don’t know what will happen to these children…if they will remain together or even continue attending our church.  I hope so, on both counts.  All I can do is pray and trust that nothing happens without God planning it, and He uses everything to His glory.

May they find comfort in the fact that one day, they too will be reunited with their lost loved ones.  May the Lord wrap His strong arms around them, and may they find rest in Him during the difficult days ahead.

One Response

  1. That is just heart breaking… I cant imagine seeing those kids at the funeral… just the image in my mind makes me want to weep…

    I pray they stay involved in your church so they can stay surrounded by good Christian guidance..

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