09 August 2011

Grieving with those who grieve.

My stomach has been in knots for days.

I received a phone call last Thursday, one of three I've ever received, where I knew life had changed forever.

The first call I ever received like this was from my friend Cynthia when she told me her first child, still in the womb, had stopped moving...later calling back to let me know the doctors had confirmed the baby was stillborn.

The second call I received like this was for my son: "I'm so sorry to tell you...but Bennett's Cystic Fibrosis test came back positive."

The third call I received like this was just days ago when I found out the husband of a dear friend of mine has been diagnosed with having a tumor on his brain.

Each time, my heart stopped beating as the reality of what I was hearing over the phone sunk in.  Each time, I couldn't fully comprehend what I was hearing, but I knew that once I hung up the phone, I was about to enter grief.  I have entered grief for myself.  But entering grief with friends is so much more painful.  It's so much more painful to see a friend hurt.

Our friends have been in a race against time to get treatment since finding out this devastating news late last week.  The brain tumor is large and needs to be taken care of immediately.  Our friend, Dana, who has been a huge help to me in our time of need, has two little children (ages 1 and 3) whom she is having to care for while navigating what the future holds.  My heart has been so broken for her since I learned of this news. 

Over the last year, my friend Dana and her husband have many many times helped me with the kids, particularly through her offering to watch Oliver when I needed a break.  Oliver and Dana's little girl are the same age and play wonderfully together.  Through my times of need, Dana has been persistent to get me to allow her to help me.  Not wanting to be a burden and inconvenience her, I have many times said to Dana, "how could I ever repay you??"  This week Dana reminded me of the many times I have said this to her...and then, she replied, "Little did we know."  It turns out that Dana is now the one in need. 

For the last two years, Brian and I have felt the outpouring of love and support from friends, family and strangers.  We have, so many times, felt helpless and overwhelmed by God's care for us through his people.

Now, I am getting an opportunity to be this support and love to someone else.  And, because I have experienced it firsthand, I find incredible joy in it. 

My friend and her family face an upcoming battle.  We all hope surgery will be this week but we don't yet know what the future holds.  Brian and I are in constant prayer for this family.  For the two young children who have no idea what is happening around them.  For the husband and father who is facing the fight of his life.  And for my friend, a wife and mother who faces grief while choosing to be trust God.

I am watching Dana, face what is likely the biggest challenge of her life with incredible strength and calm.  She is a firm believer who is grasping the cloak of God and I am honored to be on this journey with her.

Please pray for Dana and her family.

Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God.  2 Corinthians 1:3-4


  1. Praying Breck! I'll pass their name on to my mom's prayer chain too.

  2. praying for this dear family!!

  3. Lifting prayers of peace for Dana and her family. May she feel surrounded and loved during this time.


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