When I’m working, I notice all of the hurt and pain people have experienced and I think, wow I am not the only one hurting. Using my sad times, I can relate and feel other people’s own disappointments. When I lost my father recently, I wondered how this could happen when my dad loved Jesus and we all prayed for his healing. I have come to realize that I may not understand why this happened, but I will not allow it to shake me into a spiraling descent of misery. I will instead use it for the glory of God to bless others. If I did not experience this loss, I would not really know other people’s pain of losing a loved one. My dad loved everyone with an upbeat sense of authenticity. I will be the person that encourages and loves even when it hurt and in doing so, the memory of my dad lives on.

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