If there was one word to describe this blog it would be HOPE.
A hope that reaches down in brokenness and refuses to let go. A hope that is expectant for Gods promises to be fulfilled and a hope that believes in being reunited with our loved ones once again.
No matter where you are with God right now emotionally, if you’re looking for hope and encouragement and answers about death and the life to come — you’re in the right place.
Grief is so complex and it comes with so many different emotions. It can leave you feeling shattered and unable to move forward.
- Keep asking yourself over and over again why God? Why?
- Want to know what Heaven is going to be like and what the purpose of life is?
- Don’t know the promises God has given widows
- Feel isolated. Friends and family members are supportive, but don’t really “get it”
Whatever the reason is, know that God has led you here for a purpose!
You’re going to find a multitude of resources and tools on this blog but more importantly I pray with all my heart that you find the peace and healing that can only come from God. Now more then ever we need to speak Gods word over our lives and into our hearts. It would be impossible to have hope without knowing the promises God has given us.
When it comes to grief, I have a few core beliefs…
- I believe when your heart has been shattered to pieces, the only one who can put it back together is the one who created it.
- I believe in the promises of God given through his unfailing word in the Holy Bible. That he is the defender of widows, and he is close to the broken hearted. That he will restore everything and we will be reunited with our loved ones again.
- I believe Jesus rose on the 3rd day and because he lives we can face tomorrow, knowing with absolute certainty death is not the end but the beginning of the life we were always meant to live.
- I also believe in the power of community. That we are stronger together, better together and where two or more of us come together Jesus is right there with us! So grab a cup of coffee and let’s face our grief together.
How did this become my life?
“If I told you my story, you would hear about a hope that wouldn’t let go and a love that never gave up.”
This photo was taken after being separated for 6 years….. For 6 years I clung to the hope I would see him again…. regardless of the countless obstacles in our way I believed we would find a way to be together.
And we did.
In 2015 I flew half way across the world to see him for the first time in 6 years! 3 months after landing in Croatia, we got married, bought a house and were ready to start our “happily ever after”. We would talk for hours about the future we had planned, having our own family, raising chickens, starting a garden and my favorite of all…. growing old together.
I ended up flying back to America to work temporarily, in order to make some more money so we could finish building our house. After 4 months of not seeing my husband I could sense the frustration on both of our ends and I was ready to be back safely in his arms. I had plans to fly back to Croatia at the beginning of the year and was so excited to see all the work my husband had done on the house.
Those dreams came crashing down, on November 10, 2015, when I received the news my husband had been in a car accident and was in the hospital in a coma. I ran immediately to the nearest car dealership, sold my car and bought a ticket to fly out the next morning so that I could be there beside him when he woke up. That night around 2 am I jolted straight up out of bed. I thought it had been thunder that woke me up like that but it wasn’t raining outside. For some reason I just couldn’t go back to sleep. Then 30 minutes later I received a text “Your husband died this morning”.
The scream that followed, was terrifying. It was filled with so much pain and despair that I can only imagine hearing that noise again coming from the tormented souls burning in the lake of fire. It’s hard to put into words, but if you had heard it, it would have shaken you to your core. It was an agonizing, soul wrenching, painful scream that still haunts me to this day. I was broken in every way and drowning slowly in my hopelessness and despair. I was angry with God, I had waited years to be with my husband and now he had taken him from me again. My faith was shaken and I honestly didn’t trust God at all anymore. That is until God met me in the darkness….
Since then I felt called to write but was fighting internally with Gods prompting to start a blog on grief. I didn’t exactly want to blog about death. I didn’t want to have to deal with the pain and emotions everyday and honestly who was I to talk about grief? I’m not a counselor and I’m not a Biblical scholar and my past doesn’t exactly make me the ideal Christian role model. But I could hear a voice inside of me saying, “Jessica I have called YOU! I don’t call the equipped. I equip the called. I will help you.” I knew in that moment I couldn’t let God down and he reminded me that he loves to use broken, flawed people to spread his word. I decided to listen to his prompting and this blog was created! Since then my passion has become encouraging women to trust God in grief. I love our online community and the women that share their stories with me everyday. Just like many of them I still have bad days and need the love and support from women who know what I’m going through.
I hope you will join us to!
“I don’t want people to remember my life. I want them to remember the God who changed it.”
— Jessica Loncarevic