Sorrow

There is no way to sugar coat the death of a child. A four-year-old boy killed when he was hit by a car. We respond with shock, a sadness too deep for words. We feel our total inadequacy in comforting the mother, our housekeeper and like one of our own family. We weep, we ask the hard questions, we retreat when the pain becomes intolerable. Khaya, you were so sweet and so cute and so very, very young. We will miss you horribly; we will never forget you. We turn now to the only real source of comfort and hope, our Lord Jesus Christ, who was a "man of sorrows, acquainted with grief." While we can't make sense of this horrific tragedy, we trust in our sovereign, wise, and loving Father, and run into His arms. "This I recall to my mind, therefore I have hope. Through the Lord's mercies we are not consumed, because His compassions fail not. They are new every morning. Great is your faithfulness. Lamentations 3:21-23