No Promises

I woke up this morning to my devotional on my phone. And then to a little blue badge on my work email. I assumed it was an automated alert I could just clear out, because it’s part of the corporate culture where I work to have intentional family time. Well, I opened it up and the email title was a coworker‘s name who is on my team. The preview said, “it is with great sadness” and I immediately thought, “oh no! she’s quitting!” but upon opening it saw that her long-term partner had passed away last night in an accident. They have twins who just turned 1 and another daughter who isn’t much older.

Just Friday she was telling us about their plans this weekend getting a business ready for him to open. How excited they were and how talented he was. And now… he’s gone.

My heart breaks for her. My heart breaks for those three little ones and how little time he got with them and vice versa. I pray countless blessings over their hearts now, but also for all the rest of their days, because grief isn’t a season – it’s a journey. I pray that they find tools and peace and that their hearts change bitter-sweet memories to only sweet ones. I pray for a community to swell up around them and support them mightily – not just this month, but for years to come.

Tomorrow isn’t promised. A chance to fix things later isn’t promised.

What you do today is what matters. Who you say “I Love You” to today, matters.