We are feeling better. It's been maybe two weeks since I cried or seen my wife cry. And yet we still miss Sophia, especially in the evenings when our "family routines" included her as much as they included any one of the rest of us. She would welcome us home, jump on the couches to sit with us, tap me with her paw for attention, try to figure out how to be part of the dinner table gathering, 'herd' us upstairs when it got late, sometimes 'fight' me for my half of our bed, and finally settle in at my wife's feet.
I wish God had changed the outcome. I still pray about the future. But I hear him. Our daddy in heaven provides us with joy and comfort and help. While we enjoy many aspects of this created world, we rely on the creator, not the created, and on both his blessing and his wisdom.
We are feeling better. But I'm crying again anyway.
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