My older brother dropped me on my head when I was a baby and he was only four.
They rushed me to the hospital, and my brother tells the story of seeing Mom, worried look on her face, not knowing what the doctors would say, nor whether there would be any permanent damage (whether there was or note is a debate we can have—later).
He wanted to help, to fix things, make things all right again.
He somehow managed to get a cup of coffee poured, and he went to Mom in the living room and said “Would you like a cup of coffee?”
Today, Mom got to follow the ambulance carrying Dad down to Virginia Mason hospital in Seattle. He’s been fighting pancreatic cancer, and a number of other ailments that plague eighty-year-old men. She had to drive in the pouring rain, of course.
Dad is probably fine, and he’s receiving the best of care, but from 1,500 miles away it’s frustrating.
I want to help, to fix things, to make things all right again. I want to go to the hospital and sit there with her and say “Mom, would you like a cup of coffee?”
If you’ve ever had a situation like this, tell me about it in the comments section below.
When The Bottom Drops Out by Robert Bugh is the story of a pastor’s grief, describing how the author first lost a good friend, and then his wife of twenty-six years to cancer. It is also the story of redemption and joy such as only God can provide: the author remarried the wife of the friend he lost to cancer, and their families were united not only in the grief of their shared experience but the joy of their shared stories.
“Your vision of God makes or breaks how you handle adversity” (57). From the darkness of a night many of have not experienced, the author’s pastoral heart shines in his description of truths gleaned from the Bible as he walked through his own grief and pastored others as they walked through their own tragedies. Truths include God as above all, sovereign in all things, God uses adversity for our benefit, and we can learn from the examples of Joseph, Abraham, Jeremiah, and even the Book of Lamentations.
The author’s advice to those of us walking with others in their grief is to be there, somehow, some way, tense or relaxed, just be there. Though the author doesn’t mention him, I was reminded of Job’s friends (that first week before they opened their mouths and ruined their witness.)
This book would make a great gift for someone buried in their own grief, or for those who might be walking with them. Very readable, very sincere, and full of Biblical truth.
This book was provided to me free of charge by Tyndale House Publishers in exchange for an honest review.