How ghastly. I am so sorry.
Julie, so very sorry to hear of your family’s loss. God bless you all in your time of sorrow.
I’m so sorry to hear about this. I will pray for you and your sister and family.
Eternal rest grant to him, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon him. By the mercy of God may his soul and the soul of all the faithful departed rest in peace. Amen.
And may the Lord, dear Julie, comfort you and grant you peace in spirit and mind. Amen.
I join with all the others here lifting you, your sister and all the family up to God for His peace, healing and blessing as you deal with this child's homegoing:
When someone dies we go through the phases of grief. They are well explained in a book by Elizabeth Kubler-Ross “On Death and Dying.”
A couple other books
“When Bad Things Happen to Good People” by Rabbi ?? (I’ve forgotten his name
“Without Thorns It’s Not a Rose” by Father Jack Scott. This is out of print, but you may find it in a used book store or on the internet. This book helped me the most.
There is a link on my homepage with part of my story — it’s a grief healing weekend — please pass that information on to James’ family. There may be a grief recovery weekend in their area.
There are also weekly grief recovery classes sponsored by Beginning Experience.
I cannot imagine how hard it would be to lose a child under any circumstance. It’s simply tragic, devestating, and heartbreaking.
We live in a fallen world and one the results of this is sickness and disease; eventually we all pass from this life into the next. It’s hard for those of us who are left behind, but we do have a hope that God has provided for us a new, perfectied life. I know it’s hard, but we should never let circumstances shake our faith. God loves us so much he gave His Son to save us. That is an awesome thing to contemplate and as time goes own, I hope it can bring your some needed comfort.
Prayers up for James.
...and for you. despair not.
My prayers for your entire family, Julie. Those of us who haven’t suffered the loss can’t really even imagine the grief and pain your family is going through right now.
Your faith will return, it’s just being tested, severely tested, right now. We never can understand how the Lord operates or why He would take a child home so soon. God bless you all.
God took him b/c he was a very special child-—God missed him-—and wanted him back.
(Remember, parents don’t own children-—children are only lent to us for awhile.)
Our Creator has a plan for each and every one of us.We mortals cannot fully understand that plan but in Heaven (where your nephew most certainly is today) all will be revealed to us.
God cares. You will see him again.
My condolences to you and your family. So sad to hear of the passing of a child. At least he will be among the angels now
Prayers of thanks sent for accepting your nephew into His Kingdom and for the peace and strength of his family.
My sincerest prayers go out to your nephew, to you and your family.
When things like this happen it just goes to show you that all we really have is hope and faith. Time marches on, and of that there’s no doubt. A million years from now we’ll all be dust. Think for a moment and place yourself in that time, a million years from today. Will our spirits live on? Will we join your dear nephew? We have hope. And I hope and pray for all our sakes that you will meet that dear boy again, and that your reunion will be filled with more joy than we ever knew was possible.
Blessings!
Even if you can’t feel that your nephew’s soul is with God, other people you trust probably know where he is and have firm faith that God’s promise of heaven is being kept. Go ahead and believe them.
When my mom died, various people were in the room, and I had a moment of really feeling that this was a dead body and that was it. But one of the caregivers said, “Did you feel that? Did you feel it?” She had an odd chill up her spine as Mom’s soul left her body. I don’t know why she was the only one, except that maybe she didn’t have her own emotional load distracting her, so she was paying attention.
I decided to totally go with her perception, as my view of it was too depressing, and I am humble enough to accept it when somebody else “gets it” and I don’t. Faith and love are choices— decisions, not just feelings. Decide in favor of your nephew and his immortal soul, and don’t look back. You’ll see him again, in due time, joyfully.