One of the most challenging issues any of us have to deal with is the loss of a loved one.  As my loyal readers know, my cousin Steaven was diagnosed with terminal cancer, and my aunt, uncle and his wife have all been preparing for the worst for quite some time.  Last week, the hospice doctor told them that he only had a few days left to live.  Steaven passed away Monday night.  I’ll be heading out to Dallas, Texas in a few days to attend the memorial.  Since it’s the start of a new school year, Floyd will be holding down the fort here in Iowa. 

Since Steaven and I are several years apart in age, we weren’t extremely close.  But it’s still not easy to see a life lost before age 50.  I haven’t broken down and cried yet.  I did get teary eyed on  my way home from work Tuesday night when I heard the old hymn “I’ll Fly Away” on the radio.  But I know the most difficult part of all this will be seeing my wonderful aunt and uncle, and Steave’s wife Karen at the memorial service.  I have been asked to get up and say a few words and give a scripture reading during the funeral.  That won’t be easy either.  But I am honored to do what I can to support my family. 

I am a true believer that all things in this life happen for a reason, and that God works in us and through  us to make us stronger in our most difficult of times.  Our resolve is tested, but we come out tougher for the wear and with a new level of “angel training” as I call it, for the day when we too will meet with Him in eternity. 

God rest your soul, Steaven.  You are loved and will be missed.

Steaven, his wife Karen, Floyd & I when we visited them in Dallas, Summer 2007

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