In Loving Memory of Mark

Once again, our hearts are heavy.

It seems like that’s the theme of our lives lately.

Our family has experienced loss, cancer diagnoses, medical trials, personal struggles and pain in high doses the past couple of months and to be honest, I’m feeling physically and spiritually drained at the moment. I know God is sovereign and loving and good but when I can’t wrap my mind around everything that’s happening I have to fight the tendency to want to make sense out of all of it. I have to come to terms with the fact that I’m not made to understand or critique God’s master plan.

This past week we lost a dear friend very unexpectedly. His name is Mark and he was only 38 years old. That’s just not supposed to happen, right? Mark, aka “Big Man,” was a true gentle giant with humongous hands and an even bigger heart. David and I have known Mark and Heather for several years and our friendship has grown over the years as we attended church together, participated in small group ministries and woman’s bible studies. Heather is one of my “Jesus Girl” friends and over the years we’ve experienced the rollercoaster of life together. Mark had back surgery a couple of weeks ago and was recovering at home when a blood clot broke free and he passed away suddenly.

The past week, the week of Christmas celebrations, was clouded by heartbreak and sadness. While we celebrate the fact that Mark knew Jesus and that we have assurance that he’s singing with the angels in heaven, we’ve personally struggled because we’re sad and we miss Mark and our hearts hurt for Heather and the rest of Mark’s immediate family.

Some of you were introduced to our friend, Heather, who wrote a guest post back on September 1, 2015 titled, “Living With Chronic Pain: Heather’s Story.”   She shared her struggles and offered encouragement to many of us.

In her post, Heather wrote, “Open your Bible to read God’s word and His promises. He will NEVER leave you or forsake you. He promises that He only wants the best for you and He allows seasons for a time. I truly believe that God allows things to happen to us, good and bad, in order for us to learn lessons and pass it on to others that come through the same thing. Every situation and time of trial is an opportunity for growth and learning. Jesus isn’t going to drop joy in your lap while you’re wallowing in self pity! You have to seek it out. Seek Him out. I encourage all of you to talk to Him. Tell Him that you are struggling. Tell Him that you need extra help and encouragement. He’ll place the people in your life that you need, if He hasn’t already. You do have to work for it a little. Choose Jesus. Choose joy. Choose to smile.”

As I reread Heather’s words, I’m comforted and reminded that God’s got this. He’s got us in the palm of His hand and will provide comfort and peace. We can find joy, even in this. It’s my deepest prayer, that Heather will cling to these promises as she tries to figure out her new normal; as she begins to navigate life without Mark by her side.

This past Sunday evening, hundreds of people attended Mark’s celebration of life service. He touched so many people while he was with us. We sang together and worshipped God together, with tears streaming down our cheeks. While we selfishly are sad, we have reason to rejoice because this is not our home. Our final destination should be heaven and Mark is there. I’m comforted by knowing that I will see Mark again one day! Please join me in lifting Heather and their family and friends up in prayer.