I’m right here. Let me hold you close.
Tears are okay. They come in love. Let regrets and loss flow. Let memories crowd your mind.
You will never forget Matt. He changed your life. You changed his. You were melded together and the sudden tearing of your heart was a knife driven deep.
Respect his courage in his last days. Respect his faith. He embraced the love of others, from you, from me.
Let me stroke your hair and hold you close. Tears come. Don’t fight them.
Remember: with love comes pain. With memories comes loss. Let the tears flow, my love, at least for now.
Tears are part of healing. You will carry scars, but you will walk again.
Trust me to carry you. I love you and I will carry you.
Why am I discouraged? Why is my heart so sad? I will put my hope in God! I will praise him again— my Savior and my God!
Psalm 42:5 Holy Bible, New Living Translation, copyright © 1996, 2004, 2015 by Tyndale House Foundation. All rights reserved.
