Friday, June 6, 2008

Perspective

I meant to be here yesterday.

But time moved faster than I did!

I meant to post something light-hearted.

But sadness moved over me.

Awhile back, I mentioned Angie and Todd Smith here. The story of their daughter, their knowledge that they would likely lose her after she was born, and how they have handled everything since then have all been recorded by Angie and her beautiful thoughts. As I said before, I can't imagine what they are going through, nor do I want to experience it. It some ways, they were prepared. I guess. I mean, how can you ever really prepare for a lifetime without someone you love?

What no one was prepared for was the shocking and such very sad loss they have experienced recently. Todd's sister and her husband lost their 2-month old son, Luke. She found him not breathing in his crib. I was sad when I read what happened. I was even more moved when Angie's last post showed pictures of this beautiful child. If you go back to Angie's site, you can read about this family, their most recent loss, and find out how to encourage them.

And then of course, we were all saddened for the Smith family in their loss of Maria.

These are all stories that we hear about. There are others. But they are not just stories. They are someone's reality. Daily reality. Painful reality. Maybe it is your reality, I don't know.

What I do know, is that some days, I have to immerse myself in other people's lives. I have to. To remember how incredibly blessed my life is right now. To remember for those times. Those times when I am whining and lamenting about my own life. And while I realize that each of us do indeed have our own types of difficulties we are going through, for me, these things are important to keep remember.

Perspective.

Stacey

4 comments:

K in the Mirror said...

Okay, I am sobbing. I can't stop. The kids keep asking me what's the matter.

willblogforshoes said...

It's so hard for all of the bad news not to overwhelm us, isn't it?

Jennifer said...

I agree. It does take hearing these kinds of stories to realize we are very blessed.

Jennifer said...

I have a picture on my wall of "a tree planted by rivers of water..." and it says, "This is the day the Lord has made. Rejoice and be glad in it."

It is during these times of personal blessing that I feel the need to drink deeply and grow deep roots so that when those storms do come, maybe I won't be blown over. These stories tell of God's grace - and how it must be a big, strong grace, indeed.