This morning, as I try to do each day, I said prayers for the friends I left behind at Sullivan...
...and for the civilian volunteers who go there to share the Word of God with them. Right now, I'm in a state of mourning. With the sudden separation from the body of Christ at my former facility comes the realization that I may never see any of them again on this side of eternity.
In addition, is the realization that I may never again get the chance to see and speak with the families of these men. In the years I was at Sullivan I had the opportunity to mingle with some of their families whenever they attended our annual Family Day events where we could eat, pray and worship together as one.
Every year, I would look forward to seeing them, and they in turn would enjoy meeting those who were visiting me. In essence, we were like one big family, which is what the church is supposed to be. We were and are a spiritual family whose hearts are knit together in love.
My transfer, however, brought to an end my chance to gather with them any longer. May the Holy Spirit comfort me as I endure a time of devastating loss.
D.B.
In addition, is the realization that I may never again get the chance to see and speak with the families of these men. In the years I was at Sullivan I had the opportunity to mingle with some of their families whenever they attended our annual Family Day events where we could eat, pray and worship together as one.
Every year, I would look forward to seeing them, and they in turn would enjoy meeting those who were visiting me. In essence, we were like one big family, which is what the church is supposed to be. We were and are a spiritual family whose hearts are knit together in love.
My transfer, however, brought to an end my chance to gather with them any longer. May the Holy Spirit comfort me as I endure a time of devastating loss.
D.B.
