Grief

There are huge tears rolling down my cheeks.
Phil has gone to heaven.
It just doesn't seem fair that four little children are without their daddy.
And one sweet girl is without her sweetheart.
Oh to make sense of it all.
We know that God is in control, so how is this what He wanted? What happened to all the millions of prayers that were sent up to heaven that asked of Him to heal Phil? If God can move mountains and raise the dead...hmm. Just dealing with some anger right now. I can't imagine how it is for the family. I don't know if we'll ever understand why God wanted to take him right now. To have him live and be healed, with his level of brain injury, would have been the biggest testimony to the hospital who saw the family praying non-stop, and to his friends who are unbelievers. How can they understand that our God answers our prayers, is all-powerful and amazing, in a situation like this one?
Greg is supposed to head off to do some work in Calgary this week. He will most likely leave early in the morning, so I'll be flying solo for awhile. Thank goodness for grandparents!!