The smaller the gift, the bigger the impact.

In the past 6 months some wonderful things have been introduced into my life. So much that it has really taken me aback. No, I wasn’t a winning contestant on the new millionaire show ‘The Wall’ nor did I win the lottery, or a fancy car. But I did stumble upon a great church.

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You see, just a short time ago I was struggling. I loved my church but things began to change, as all things do I know, but this was different. My husband and I talked and decided it was time for a change in our journey of Faith. So we moved on, no bitter feelings, no resentment, it was just that our previous church did what it could for us at that time. It’s normal to have this happen from time to time, you fall into a place and it’s perfect, a church, a relationship, a friendship, a career, but then you change and that’s when you realize it’s no longer perfect and it’s time to move on.

We started attending a small church, where all the parishioners can actually fit into one service. In fact, we only have one service, Sunday at ten thirty, this was new to me but not uncomfortable at all.

I began to fall in love with the people I met, their smiles, their friendly hello’s, their stories. I felt and knew I was a part of something great.

But something happened,  it was then I was shown just how great it was.

Tragedy strikes.

The loss of a child is something I have not had to (thankfully) endure, but a church member did. One of the friendly hello’s and warm smiles that would greet me into their church and welcome me with open arms, was now broken with pain; drenched with heartache. My heart sank as their loss depleted their souls, stealing the light from their faces. Someone they  loved, was now someone they would never be able to hold, touch, talk to, or laugh with again, they were… gone.

No words. Heavy heart.

This family’s story is not mine to tell, and I will continue to respect their privacy while they try to heal. But what I can share is how over whelmed I was walking into the visitation, moreover seeing all the faces that I had recently met. It took my breath away.

This family that was now broken, had nothing but love surrounding them in their time of needing just that. Love. From one family to the next the support and love continued to pour in.

I couldn’t help but imagine myself in this saddened situation, worse yet; alone. Of course your family surrounds you, friends, co-workers, bosses, neighbors, friends of neighbors and so on, but what about those who carry your beliefs in faith and pray with you. Not just pray for you but grasp your hands and speak Christ’s praise aloud while giving gratitude, asking for peace, and begging for help. What about those people?

At a time of sadness and loss those are the people I would need with me. Of course I need my family and friends but my sisters and brothers that lift me and speak the Lords name without hesitation are the ones I need on the front lines.

My sister would be the one reminding me of my own beliefs, that my child is finally in Gods hands where we all long to be. In that beautiful world we look forward to seeing. Remembering that scripture has taught us that I will sleep well at night because my child is the one no longer in pain, no longer sick, no longer fighting depression, addiction, cancer etc.

But what if they weren’t any of those things? What if my child had a beautiful life planned out and was waiting to conquer the world? What if they were a parent and has now left behind a child? What if they were fighting on the front lines for our country?


I have to hold my belief in His written word, scripture tells us in Revelations 21:4 “He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death’ or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.”  Now, does that sum up the perfect ending? Of course not, but it brings me peace. It brings me a hope within that allows contentment to wash over me.

I will continue to pray for this family and allow their pain to cover my thoughts and heart like a heavy blanket, I need to do this because that is who I am, it is who He has made me to be. He helps me this way to stay close to Him and continue seeking and speaking God’s promise and light.

When you pray today, tonight or at two am like my husband who lies awake in the stillness, pray for your loved ones and for those who have lost theirs.

“Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.”

– ‭‭John‬ ‭14:27‬ ‭NIV‬‬

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