Pregnancy hormones suck.
I've literally cried all day. I've been on a Bones kick, and every time someone would cry, the waterworks would start.
It's kind of a pain, really. All I've wanted today is a nice
bottle glass of wine.
But then I got on FB. Bad idea. An old high school friend was pronounced brain dead after being in a coma for days after being shot 3 times by a off duty court officer.
He has served in Iraq, was Constable for a year, youth theatre director, and apart of the Christian band Cord of 3.
My family and I (including hundreds of others!) have been steady praying for this man. He leaves behind a wife and three babies, including one that was born just a few weeks ago.
How do you not sob uncontrollably for her?
Any of us wives could be in her place, that's just the world we live in. I don't live or desire to live in a state of fear, but stories like these shake me up a bit and cause me to take in what I truly have to be thankful for.
I love my husband so much. I can't imagine a day without him-even at our worst.
Not gonna lie. My flesh wants me to be severely angry with God. I want to scream and ask why He didn't do anything. Why He has left this poor woman alone? Why didn't He just touch and heal Brandon?
But then I am reminded of this:
I am with you and will watch over you wherever you go, and I will bring you back to this land. I will not leave you until I have done what I have promised you." Genesis 28:15
He never promised us tomorrow, but He DID promise that those who love and serve Him would be welcomed into His kingdom when time one Earth was done.
So that's what I choose to hold on to.
Brandon is now in the arms of the one who he so loved and served beautifully.
His wife? Well, I know for a fact that she is covered with the prayers and love from quite a few people. My heart aches for her, but I know we serve a God who loves to heal a broken heart. Those babies will grow up hearing wonderful stories about how their daddy had a heart like Jesus.
So, my way of honoring Brandon is to not take the people around me for granted.
I ask you now, please pray for his family. As the Body of Christ, it's our job to reach out to those in need-even if we don't know them personally.
|Brandon Bradshaw RIP 3-2-2013|