“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten
Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting
life.”
John 3:16
Today I start off this post with this verse that
serves not only for comfort for the death of a loved one, but also a promise
that God has given human kind. On Sunday I got news that my grandma in Mexico
passed away on Saturday after having suffered paralysis from the waist down and
having been unable to walk. The first thing that I did of course was pray for
her healing, doing purposes of faith, having the Pastor’s prayer, and so forth,
until the day I got the news that she died I ceased praying. Why? There’s
nothing left to do for someone who is dead, except to keep fighting for those
that are alive so they can get to know God.
Perhaps I didn’t have the opportunity to talk much to my grandma, but
what remains is my childhood memories spent at her house while I played around
with my cousins, and the last conversation I had with her a few days before my
birthday. I’ve never had such an experience like this one in which I lost a
loved one, but I believe I remain stable and strong for God is my stronghold,
my refuge, my comforter. I’m not in shock, depressed, nor in any way affected
by this in a negative way, perhaps at the beginning as I said the words, “My
grandma is dead”, I did cry but since then no tear has come out anymore. Now,
it’s time to fight for the ones that remain alive, to keep moving forward in
life, to appreciate and to always get closer to God. It’s only through God’s
guidance that the rest of my family will be able to get through this.
In the faith,
Gaby
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