Losing Desiree has definitely changed me. There are days when the grief feels so heavy, like I can barely breathe. It comes in waves sometimes quiet, sometimes overwhelming but always present in some way.
In those moments, I don’t have all the answers. I don’t always understand why things happen the way they do. But I hold on to what I do know.
“Though He brings grief, He will show compassion.” Lamentations 3:32
That verse has become something I return to when the pain feels too big. It reminds me that even in the middle of grief, I am not forgotten. I am not alone.
In the quiet moments, in the middle of the hurt, is where I hear the whisper:
I see you. I see your pain.
And I believe that’s Jesus.
Without Him, I honestly don’t know how I would carry this kind of loss. Losing your child is the worst pain in the human existence. I might still be stuck in the darkest moments in the middle of heartbreak. With Jesus, the pain doesn’t just disappear, but it’s held. There’s compassion in the middle of the grief. There’s a presence that stays when everything else feels empty.
And without Jesus in it with me, I don’t think I would be able to stand in that truth today.
And somehow, that changes everything. It doesn’t take the pain away, but it softens it. It gives me just enough strength to get through the moment, to take another breath, to keep going when I don’t feel like I can.
I’m still healing. I’m still hurting. But I’m also still held.
And that’s the difference. Written by Claudia
" I loved you at your darkest" Romans 5:8 is a reminder that while we are still sinners, Christ died for us and always shows up with his great love.
