I keep thinking I’ll post about what I learned from my exes but work, church, and life consume me.
This past week I found out a friend from my college days passed away. She was my youth choir director and I lived with her and her family for a summer after college.
So full of vibrant life, she overcame weight issues to inspire others to be healthier today and live for God every day.
The weight of the loss. The weight of the guilt of not visiting sooner. The weight of knowing that as a doctor, I know better… It hurts.
I’ve been praying in Mandarin with my parents. They’re trying to help me learn it better for my church and my professional life. I asked them recently how to say “heals the broken hearted” in Mandarin and it literally translates to heals the broken to pieces heart/soul.
Heal all of our broken to pieces hearts. Mine aches at times, knowing how much so many must be hurting. I still can’t believe she’s gone. I still can’t believe I didn’t take time sooner to go visit. As a doctor, I know better. I know tomorrow isn’t promised.
Help us live every day for You.
Help us shine brightly for you as she did.
Help us bring many along with us to heaven so they can meet those like her.
Jesus, heal the broken to pieces hearts/souls.
Broken in Him,