Finding Life After Death
All sorts of things accumulate around us as we go through life. Some of it are actually blessings, some not so much.
Describe a time when you got overly interested in collecting something. Or, describe a time you felt concerned over not having enough of something important (i.e. money, food, shelter, time).
From Karen VV.
On December 11, 1984, my husband, his sister, and a friend were hit head on by a drunk driver while driving home from work north of Durango. My husband and his sister were killed instantly. Our friend died shortly after. In an instant my life and my son’s life was changed. I was 42 and my son was 18. Too young to be a widow and too young for my son to be without a father. We were heartbroken and scared. 4 months later on Easter Sunday, my father died of cancer. Another trip back to Wisconsin and another funeral. Almost too much to handle.
Greg was a freshman at Fort Lewis college and I worked at a resort north of Durango. Money was tight. There was no life insurance. We didn’t own our own home. We were frightened and at times angry. Why would God take 3 wonderful people and leave us alone.
Even though they had lost two children my mother and father-in-law felt they needed to visit us. My father-in-law told me I was like a daughter to them and if I wanted to remarry I would have their blessing. He told me I should have faith in God and eventually everything would be okay.
I thought about moving back to Wisconsin but Greg wanted to stay so life moved on. He was doing well in college and also worked as a security guard at the resort. I received a promotion and a raise at the resort. But I was still anxious. And afraid about money, loneliness, my future…
Then in late February of 1986 I received a phone call from an old high school boy friend. It was Allen. He and his wife had recently separated and he heard I was widowed and the rest is history. He retired from the Denver Police Force We were married on September 2nd. Now Greg has an amazing step-father and I am the wife of an amazing man.
I will never forget my life with my 1st husband. He lives on in our son. His family and mine accepted Allen with open arms. I am forever grateful that God was watching over me..even when I had little faith in Him. My mother’s favorite Psalm was 121. I read it often and it gives me comfort.
My Faith Looks up to Thee…Dear God.. thank you for looking over us even when we doubt you.
Karen, thank you so much for sharing your beautiful message of faith-God is great -All the time!💕
Karen, such a wonderful blessing at such a tough time. You and Allen came to our church when we needed an organist, a secretary, a trustee and a couple to share God’s love. The Lord works in amazing ways. He gave us the VanderVeldes, and the rest is history! :) Thank you for sharing your story.
Thank you for sharing your story. I needed to hear it. 💞
Thank you so much for sharing this story. I can certainly relate to your worries about being a single parent and financial challenges although our circumstances in how we became single parents is different. How wonderful that you have been blessed with two families and Alan is quite a guy. I love you both, you have blessed me in many ways and I am so grateful God led you to our church. Thank you for reminding me that God loves us even when we question Him and he is always right beside us, loving us and carrying us through life.
Thanks be to God for bringing Karen and Allen to our town and to our church. Thank you that they have shared their time, humor, and many talents, and now Karen’s story with us. In Jesus’ name.