As you probably know, my day-to-day life
came to a devasting end when those two county sheriff’s department cars pulled
into my yard at 11:53 last Friday night.
It was almost déjà vu.
How many times over the years had I lain
awake in bed at night, wondering where she was, when she’d be home, how she’d
get home? How many times in recent years would I check her location on Google
Maps before going to bed at night and again at 2 am, only to find she was still
at the bar? How many times did I wait for the phone to ring or the doorbell to
ring?
It’s a long story. Let me explain. No,
there is too much. Let me sum up.
Quite a few years ago, my daughter got two
OWIs within a year or two. But she kept drinking. At the end of January 2023,
she hit bottom and sobered up, went to AA several times a week, and was working
the program. Then her dog died from blasto, and the need to drink came rushing
back.
Two weeks ago, she got her third OWI.
Instead of it waking her up, committing herself to stop drinking and getting
her act together, she kept spiraling out of control.
Last Friday night, the demon in her head,
which was pushing her to drink and telling her that her life might as well be
over, won. But only for that one instant.
I feel in my heart – no, I know in my
heart and soul because Jesus has told me this. That in that final instant,
Jesus slayed those demons that had been wearing her down and announced to Satan
that he was done. And Jesus took her gently in His arms and carried her to
heaven. Why He couldn’t have just carried her back to me, I do not know.
The only other thing that I do know is
that my baby girl, with a heart for caring for others, whose love was
immeasurable, whose spirit was a little wild, whose smile was more beautiful than
sunrise over Lake Superior. I know that the devil was after her for half of her
life because he knew her amazing qualities, and that scared him, so he just
kept assaulting her. But in the end, Satan never wins.
This is how I face each day now: Satan
never wins. Jesus always does, even if it’s not in our time or in our way.
My baby girl is at peace now, and someday we’ll be together again. In the meantime, I want the world to know that.

7 comments:
The world has less light in it now.
Words have little meaning at times like this. I feel the pain and hope in your words. I will also pray for your comfort through Christ. No parent ever wants their world shaken like this.
Oh Chris, I’m so sorry for your loss. My thoughts and prayers are with You. I feel your pain. I lost my son, Justin, in a similar situation 17 years ago, 3 weeks before his 30th birthday. It feels like yesterday. I can tell you the pain never goes away. You just learn to live with it. My wish for you is to find peace. Your faith will help you get through this. If you ever need to talk, I’m here for you. It’s not a club anyone wants to be in.
Thank you for sharing this. Oh my gosh, Im sending you Big Hugs and you are so right in what you are here. Not easy, but yes, Jesus has her in His loving arms. She is happy and whole, and you WILL see her again. Much Love. HELEN
And He cannot lie!
Yes it does :(
Chris, I am so very sorry. There are no words.
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