by Today’s my day for posting at Writer…Interrupted. As my sister and brother-in-law’s loss is on my heart and mind, it’s no surprise I chose to write more on the subject. Head on over if you want to know what I’ve learned through this…a whole lot!
One thing I didn’t mention over there, is that I’ve decided I’m much more of a Martha than a Mary when it comes to crises. I work myself in a frenzy behind the scenes, trying to plan ahead for how best to meet needs…needs that often don’t even come my way. I wish I’d been there for my sister-in-law the minute I heard about the fire, but I rationalized myself away from the scene till later in the afternoon, keeping myself busy running to town to get supplies, making food for everyone and getting clean sheets on all the beds in case they decided to come our way for the night. Which, they didn’t. Hindsight, etc.
Well, there’s definitely a lot to learn through tragedy. Most of it not pleasant, but still good to grow.
May God bless you and keep you and your loved ones safe in His sovereign watch-care.
I am so sorry for your sister’s home. How devastating to go through something like that. Thank goodness no one was home!! It could have been a lot worse.
I think I am also a Martha, I go into over-drive when a crisis hits and I can become quite annoying to those around me.
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It’s easy to see in retrospect, that I would have done many things differently. Nothing I can do now, except as much as possible. Crazy how that makes sense, right?
I’m glad someone can relate. 🙂
I’m really sorry to hear what happened to your sister. The same thing happened to my son and I in 2006. We WERE at home and we lived in an apt building.Since then, it’s been a long road of recovery, but God has been with us every step of the way. When something like that happens, the people around you do the best they can and I know that’s what you did. Praise God that you were there for her.
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Oh, R.L., my heart goes out to you. What memories you must have of that day. I’m so thankful that you and your son are okay, and even more that you had God and His promises to lean on throughout the healing process. And thank you so much for the verbal hug of understanding threaded in your comment…to have someone who has been there/done that say what you did, really takes a load off my mind about that afternoon. Thank you!