Hope is My Lifeline




A grainy picture is all I have left of that last Christmas together.

I first wrote this in 2013 before our circle was broken:

Eighteen days to ponder the coming of God’s great Gift.

We know the end of the story which can make us jaded and impatient.

If for a moment we can recapture the desperate hope that was in the heart of Israel longing for Messiah and then in the next remember that He has come, we will be forever changed.

I can’t characterize many things in this grief journey as “gifts”.

But there is ONE thing:  I am desperately longing for the coming again of Jesus the Christ.

The longing hope Israel felt is so much stronger in my own heart.

I understand in a very real way how much Israel hoped for His first coming.  I feel it in my bones.  

I wake every morning thinking, “Is THIS the day?”


Hope is what I hold on to.

It’s my lifeline.

Author: Melanie

I am a shepherd, wife and mother of four amazing children, three that walk the earth with me and one who lives with Jesus. This is a record of my grief journey and a look into the life I didn't choose. If you are interested in joining a community of bereaved parents leaning on the promises of God in Christ, please like the public Facebook page, "Heartache and Hope: Life After Losing a Child" and join the conversation.

6 thoughts on “Hope is My Lifeline”

  1. I find it amazing how I thought I understood to how much more I understand now, and, I know that there is more for me to learn.
    It’s a lovely Christmas photograph Melanie, four beautiful children ❤
    Although it wasn’t our last Christmas with Luke I have some very treasured ones from the previous year…..they too are very grainy 💔

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  2. Last Sunday during church, someone’s cell phone rang. The ring tone was a trumpet and my heart just leaped at the sound. I looked up at the pastor and then around at the congregation. No reaction. In my mind, I said to myself, “I thought it would be louder.” I was terribly excited because in those few seconds I truly believed, “This is it!”

    So, I was disappointed because the Lord did not come that day, but I was also pleased and amazed at how primed I am for His return. Even so come Lord Jesus.

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  3. I used to be scared of what comes after we pass. Now that I have lost Brenton, I no longer am scared. I, like you, am ready and wake every day asking the same question, is today the day? Love reading your blog so much….


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