Sorrow – mental suffering caused by loss, disappointment, grief, sadness, or regret.
It was November 4, 2007, I remember as if it was yesterday. The plane landed in San Antonio at 2pm. Before getting off the plane, I started reciting Psalm 23, The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.
My husband was in line waiting to get the rental car, I decided to ask the security guard for directions to Northeast Baptist Hospital. According to the security guard the hospital is several blocks from the airport.
As we approached the front of the hospital I started experiencing overwhelming feelings of doubt of Blake’s welfare, and being in unfamiliar territory. I grabbed my husband’s hand and said, “no matter what we see or hear, we must continue to stay strong and know the heavenly Father is with us.”
We arrived at the nurse’s station and escorted to a private room. The doctor came into the room and said, “I’m sorry, but your son did not make it.”
I felt shock and sorrow of hearing the loss my child. I had pinched myself to make sure I’m not dreaming.
Then, I began to weep uncontrollable and started praying to my heavenly Father for guidance, strength, healing in this time of need. Within minutes a feeling of peace overcame me. I knew the heavenly Father had answered my prayers.
There is a time for everything and a season for every activity under heaven.
Ecclesiastes 3:1 (NIV)
