Through the Tears, A Promise

Through the Tears, A Promise

July 23, 2025 – Wednesday

“So it’s true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love.” ~ E.A. Bucchianeri

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Allen Dale lost his wife. Lane lost his mom. Lauren lost her mother-in-law. And Charlie, Caroline, and Mollie lost their MeMo — Cindy — yesterday.

There are no words that can take the pain away, but through the years I’ve learned: it does get better. In time, you remember something funny she said, or pick something up that reminds them of her, and a little smile will slip through the sadness. I believe that’s why God gave us memories.

Even now, all these years later, a memory of Dad or one of my grandparents will come to me out of the blue. And while there’s still a little ache, it also brings comfort — and sometimes even a chuckle.

I try to look at the bigger picture. That our time together isn’t measured in years or days, but in something far greater — a promise that one day, we’ll be together again, and this time it’ll be forever.

I keep thinking about that old hymn we used to sing at Whitesand Baptist: “When we all get to heaven, what a day of rejoicing that will be! When we all see Jesus, we'll sing and shout the victory!”

Yes, death hurts — it hurts deeply. But just beyond this sunrise, there’s a brighter morning waiting for us.

So go ahead and cry. Let yourself feel the loss. But know that you’re not alone. God has big shoulders, and He’s always waiting — ready to wrap you in His arms and wipe away every tear.