The Lavish Love of the Father
It's been six months since my mom met Jesus face to face. Over these six months I have cried, agonized, and missed her so desperately I have felt as though my heart and guts were being ripped from my body. I have asked "Why?" over and over again. I have felt cheated, angered, and jealous of those who have been given more than sixty years with their own mothers. I have had panic attacks over our decision to let her go, even though I know that it was the right choice. I have questioned almost everything - except one thing. I have never questioned God's love. God loved my mom. Looking at her life, it might not seem like it. How could a good and loving God allow her body to absolutely fail her? How could a loving God allow someone as energetic and vibrant and Kingdom-focused reduce her to a shell of who she was? How selfish could he be to allow himself to be given glory through her suffering? Throughout her life, I questioned a lot; but I never questioned his love - becau