About this time last night (Friday) our Friday night clan was wrapping up. The events of the evening were incredible, and quite frankly indescribable at this time. (It will take me a while to process and analyze it all before I can put it into words...) But we all agreed, and perhaps felt led by the Spirit, to purposefully increase the level of intimacy shared amongst the group.
I drove home wondering what God was doing. What did He have planned for our group, because I knew there was a reason for that discussion to have taken place.
I almost blogged about it last night.
I was full of wonder and excitement.
And I woke up this morning, with my idea of how the day was going to go. (I wake up every morning planning out my day, don't you?)
And all that was changed within thirty minutes of being awake.
I got a phone call from the Director of my school. One of my second graders is dead. Brandi. She died in a 4 wheeler accident on Friday. She was thrown from the 4 wheeler, broke her neck, and died.
Rejoice, because she is now in heaven. That is the response I know in my head I am supposed to have. That is what I feel when I think about her being gone.
But that is not what I feel when I think about my little second graders walking into their classroom Monday morning. That is not what I think about when I wonder what will happen when all day long they will sit staring at her desk. That is not what comes to mind when I wonder if her sister, or her parents, watched her die.
But I do know that my God is in control. I know He is the restorer of broken hearts. He is the healer of wounds, big and small. He is the giver life; earthly and eternal. His ways are not my ways, but He is not the author of confusion.
I know all those things, but my heart is still heavy.
Please pray for the Schulle family. Brandi has a sister in the sixth grade, and a mother and father who still have to sort all of this out.
Please pray for my second graders. Pray their perceived theology of who God is, and of death, would line up with Scripture.
Please pray for the students and staff of our school. May we learn more about God through all of this.
Please pray for me.
Saturday, February 04, 2006
Our mysterious God...
Posted by Ashlee Liddell at 10:13 PM
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3 comments:
The title of your blog highlights the fact that many times highs and lows arrive together like a spiritual rollercoaster. Friday night paired with Saturday morning must have been a huge drop.
The thing that always comes to mind in tragedy is the phrase "peace that surpasses all understanding," because these are the situations when the presence of peace is the least understandable. We will be praying for you, your students, and the girl's family.
Our whole family has been in shock since we found out Saturday evening. It makes me want to hold on to my kids and not let go.
We are praying for the Schulle family, the administration, staff, and children of the school.
Thanks to all...I know the only way I have made it to this point is through the power of praying people....
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