Devotional by Kathy Kerr
I was in my mid-twenties when my daddy died and I grieved deeply for him. For a while after his passing, I would begin to cry unexpectedly. For a long time I would start to call him; I was reduced to tears over things that would have made him laugh. Those responses have ceased now, but 35 years later I still dream about him when I’m struggling with a solution, stressed or overly tired. Thanks, Daddy.
When my mother died, I was deeply troubled by the fact that I didn’t grieve her the way I grieved for my dad. I’m much older now, but the biggest difference seemed to be the gradual loss of my mother to severe dementia over the last 8 years of her life. Gradually, I had become familiar with the void left by the loss of her personality in my life. I wanted to grieve the loss of my precious mother, but the loss wasn’t raw. Mother died 3 years ago and in just the past few months, when I think of her, I think of her before the onset of dementia. When I dream of her, she is, once again, the mom who raised me and I can hear her laugh and see peace on her face. For her to return to my memory as she was before her mind slipped and her personality fell away is wonderfully healing for me. My parents died 33 years apart, but I am finding that I have them both back in my life and I see them as they were at about the age I am today.
Over the years, when I have offered sympathy, I have tried to reassure others they had not completely lost their parent. I assured them, after the initial rawness of the loss, their parent’s words, love, wisdom would return to them to offer encouragement, comfort, and counsel. I am healing. Thank you, God.
“We always give thanks to God for all of you and mention you in our prayers, constantlyremembering before our God and Father your work of faith and labor of love and steadfastness of hope in our Lord Jesus Christ.” 1 Thessalonians 1:2-3 NRSV
Reflection Question: How do you recall the saints of your life?
Prayer: With gratitude O God, we give thanks. For the saints in our lives, who have guided and taught us. Amen.
Posted on Fri, March 11, 2016
by Heather Portillo