Yesterday I attended my former Co-Pastor's funeral. The funeral was an awesome celebration of the life of a great Spiritual Father, Mentor, Counselor, Intercessor, and Mechanic... This is who Pastor Willie Forts was to me. I was good until they rolled his body out, then I went back to the day when they rolled my daughter out and the tears began to flow. The reason why Pastor Willie’s and my daughter’s funeral was a celebration is because they were saved and lived a life for the Lord God!
The pain of losing a child is indescribable. It is the grief that keeps on grieving. I’ve been through some tough times, but I never imagined the rollercoaster of emotions that comes with the loss of a child. Probably because I never imagined that a child of mine would leave before me.
I am so happy that my baby girl is free! She is not suffering any more. Because He loves her just that much God brought her home to be with Him. A few days before she went home to be with the Lord, I was in the shower and God said, “I am bringing her home with Me.”
The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly.” - John 10:10
It was September 2008 when my divorce was finalized. I was okay with the divorce, but I was deeply hurt. I felt like several years of my precious life had been wasted and I felt like a failure and a fool, and I was angry.