I lost a nephew today; God needs him, and called him away.
He wasn't very old, and I feel guilty for being alive.
I feel like it should be me that died.
This void left behind is massive, yet I know that God and
Time will heal.

It's so hard to imagine  the pain and grief of his  primary
family.
And it's too much to grasp to be of help to them.
What can I say besides the obvious; I love you and I am
praying for you?
Words cling and clang in a time like this!

I hear myself really grieving, and I feel myself really
hurting;
but nothing can compare to the pain of loosing a son, and a
brother.
No nothing can compare...
Why do I feel I have lost  so much more than a nephew?

It's because he was so much more than a nephew...He was a
spiritual warrior with a big heart.
He was a friend in a relative's body.
He was a brother in Christ.
He was a Joy to be around and he never failed to tell me he
loved me.
Jeff, You are a precious Memory! Meet me just inside the
Eastern Gate of Heaven.


by: glostarg