Strength of character

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Today has been neat in a lot of ways. One of those was walking around Balboa Park with the boys through what Everen calls “Raptor Canyon,” then checking out the Copper Exhibit from the Holy Land. Afterwards, we walked through the park toward the car and happened upon the lawn where Jes, the boys and I celebrated the end of the home-school year with Rachel and her boys. (Thanks for sending the pics yesterday, Rach. Perfect timing.) It brought back great memories of Jeseca for me and the boys. The end of the school year was the first of Jeseca’s three final goals here. She achieved them all.

I look at these pictures and see a woman whose faith, courage and strength of character overcame her physical weakness. She willed herself to be here; to teach our boys about the love of the Almighty God. I am so blessed to have stood by her. And as Jon Courson so elequently stated about his 16-year-old daughter at her memorial service, I am privileged to have been able to hand her off to the perfect Husband, our Lord, Jesus Christ.

I stated in my last post that I am letting go of the struggle to hold on to our relationship. It’s not easy, and I fight a mental battle all the time…am I callous…am I moving on too fast…am I hiding from anything………….the games that we (and the Enemy) play. My comfort has come through the story of David and the loss of his young son (the son he had as a result of his affair with Bathsheba). He mourned and fasted for him day and night, refusing to eat or speak to anyone except God, whom he asked for healing. But when his son died, David got up, changed his clothes, worshipped God, and ate. His servants thought he was crazy. Maybe I am, too. But I realize that I cannot look back. What can I possibly change? And what do I gain by standing still? Paul tells us to press on toward the prize that awaits us; to finish the race.

I want so desperately to be a better man and father. God gave me today to work on it. That’s all. And when tomorrow comes, I will have another chance to live it out as passionately as I can. That’s what Jeseca did. And God (and the boys, and everyone else) deserve no less.

From his career in professional baseball to an attempt at professional golf and the tragic loss of his wife, Jon Graves is on the journey of his life.
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1 Comment
  • bluetaterbaby
    October 21, 2007

    Jon:

    I am so glad you posted the pictures of Jes. She’s such a beautiful lady and such an inspiration.

    What I’ve learned so far in life is that everyone deals with grief in his or her own way. There’s no certain amount of time. Everyone is different. I understand your wrestle with the enemy; but, you’re right about living “now” and being the best that you can be. Yesterday is a wonderful memory that can’t be changed. Do what works for you and let God direct your path. You’re not loving Jes any less by moving on. I’m sure she would tell you, if she could, that she’s in a fantastic place with God and out of her terrible pain and suffering. She would want you and the boys to be happy and carry on God’s will for you. You will definitely be with her again.

    I can’t imagine how difficult this is; but, my prayers are there for you and the boys. I pray for your strength, as well as comfort, as you continue down life’s journey. Please know that you are surrounded by family, friends, and email friends that lift you up in prayer and love.

    God bless,
    Joan

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