Hope even in the death of a love one 

I’ve done my whole adult life with my Karen, the only woman I’ve ever needed. Suddenly, I have to figure out how to do the rest of my life without her. That Sunday night, we sat in the bleachers at our local football stadium and we watched our grandson graduate from high school as valedictorian and giving a faith-filled valedictory message. Monday afternoon, she was gone. Wrapped in this huddle of sobs with our three adult children, I just choked out the words, “It hurts so bad.” It really does.
Now, it’s been some weeks, but as I walk into our living room, I still instinctively look for that beautiful hair. I called it her “crown of glory” as she sat in her favorite blue chair. I go to make that oatmeal that she loved for breakfast. I turn to tell her about a conversation or situation and to hear her trademark laugh over my dumb jokes.
Our four-year-old grandson said it all the first time he ran into our living room and saw her chair empty. He just ran back to his mommy and said, “Mommy, you were right. She’s not here.” No, she’s not, and she won’t be again. I’ve probably shed more tears in recent weeks than I’ve shed the rest of my life. But I have a story to tell. Actually, it’s the Story that I’ve tried to tell folks my whole adult life. And suddenly I’m living its ultimate validation.
I’m Ron Hutchcraft and I want to have A Word With You today about “A Shattered Heart, A Certain Hope.”
Everything I’ve ever believed, everything I’ve ever taught about my Jesus is true! Everything that my death-crushing Savior promised, I can tell you, He delivers in the darkest, most devastating days of my life!

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