Today marks the four year anniversary of the Navy Yard shooting. You may say so, why is that a big deal, we have bigger issues in the world. Well, that was the day my husband was killed. He was one of the twelve victims.

When you lose someone, the date and the events of the death are imprinted in your brain. Every year you walk through anniversaries, birthdays and holidays without them. In my case, my husband died three days before our anniversary. This year would have been our thirtieth anniversary. During this same week is my husband’s birthday. All the events hit at once. I have fastened my seat belt; I am seated with Christ, firmly planted in Him. Nothing will shake me. Yes, I will grieve, but I will grieve with hope.

“The righteous perish, and no one takes it to heart; the devout are taken away, and no one understands that the righteous are taken away to be spared from evil. Those who walk uprightly enter into peace; they find rest as they lie in death.” Isaiah 57:1-2 NIV