Miracles Through Death

One of the hardest things to go through in this life is losing someone. Especially a child.   

Our oldest got invited to a sleepover birthday celebration for one of his friends.  That night, as most boys do, they stayed up playing games and eating junk food.

Early in the morning they decided to go swimming in a reservoir close to his friend’s home. Having been up all night, they made it out about 100 feet and then realized they were exhausted and decided to swim back. 

All of the boys made it back except one.  My son.  As they looked around, they realized that he wasn’t with them and they quickly swam back and started diving to see if they could see where he was  but to no avail. 

Finally they decided to get out. One boy ran to get help and the other 2 boys knelt down and prayed that they would be able to find him. After their prayer they swam out again and were able to find our son and pull him out of the water.  They quickly started CPR on him until professional help arrived.

My son didn’t make it.  He was taken home. It was the most painful experience I have had in my life.  The pain and grief didn’t just go away.  But, over time, we learned to rely on a God who has given us hope in a future with our son.

The miracles in this experience were twofold.  The first was that they were able to find his body so that we could have closure.  I didn’t realize how important that was to us.  How thankful I am for their faith and courage.  The second was feeling my son close after his death.  These times I had the blessing of knowing that he was in a better place and that I knew I would see him again.