A Note from Carol:
Hi readers, I’m honored to introduce my husband Court who’s sharing his story with you today. Be blessed and I’ll see you next week!
Has there been a time in your life when you’ve discovered a substantial disconnect between your dreams and the painful reality of today? Maybe the disconnect surrounds your health or the health of someone you love. Maybe you’re discovering that the educational or career opportunities you’ve expected aren’t going to happen. Maybe your finances have taken an unexpected tumble in this turbulent economy. Or maybe your disconnect, like mine, is based on an estranged and seemingly unrepairable relationship with someone you deeply love.
My Story Begins
My disconnect started nearly five years ago when our then 22-year-old daughter became increasingly difficult to reach on the phone and via text. Her cryptic responses of, “I’m working through some things and will reach out soon” never materialized into a meaningful contact. I even flew to North Carolina one time to search for her but left empty-handed. Since then, she’s changed her phone number and broken all social media ties. I have no idea where she is.
Our oldest child, our 30-year-old son, followed her into the silent abyss of no contact just over two years ago. As a father, I’m now 0-2.
My Story is Real and Painful
To say these past years have been difficult is like saying the Grand Canyon is a hole in the ground or that a hurricane is just another windy day. If you’re like me, our collective dreams as parents are to see our children develop into mature, well-adjusted, fully devoted followers of Jesus. We want them to earnestly seek and eagerly fulfill their calling. Of course, there will be mistakes and other bumps in the road but that’s part of the growing process, right? In faith, we keep our eyes on the future where we envision a large, happy extended family. We picture gathering for celebrations, supporting and encouraging one another, and truly growing in love.
What we never anticipate is seeing our children walk away from us.
I’ve read that estrangement is like a death without a funeral. Accordingly, I grieve and lament to God the loss of our children and the corresponding missed opportunities to be a part of their lives over these years. I deal with regrets wondering if, much like the butterfly effect, my choice of a different word or action during their childhoods could have prevented today’s harsh reality. I sometimes lay awake at night generating endless lists of questions like Will I ever see my kids again?, Will I forget the sound of their voices or what they look like?, Will they ever care for me again?, Will I experience the joy of being a grandfather?
My Story Has Hope
So yes, I have a story and it’s a painful one. But as Carol highlights in her beautifully-written posts in this series about New Testament storytellers, my story is not over.
- Like the Samaritan woman, Jesus knows everything about me. He knows my hurt, my disappointments, my fears. He does not judge or assign shame in my story.
- Like the demon-possessed man, Jesus has the desire and power to release me from being haunted and to live beyond the bondage of accusations. He offers me freedom.
- Like the man born blind, Jesus brings me out of darkness. He unveils a bright future in Him not dependent on my circumstances.
Since the beginning of the first estrangement, I recognized that it would be easiest to erect a concrete wall of self-protection around my heart and to allow bitterness, anger, and resentment to take root there. However, my consistent prayers since then have been that the Lord would keep my heart soft and open towards my kids.
Thankfully, Christ in His mercy has consistently answered those prayers. Are some days harder than others? Absolutely and unashamedly so! While I don’t know what the future holds, I do know that I can share my pain with Him and that He will continue to offer me hope and peace. I know that regrets and past mistakes are covered by His grace. Further, I know that any doubts about the future are replaced by His perfect plan for me.
My Story Offers Hope
As I continually move forward with Christ, let me share what I’ve learned over these past years. I hope that you will find these helpful as you navigate your personal disconnects in life.
- Stay close to Christ. We may have the inclination to blame God for our pain and subsequently withdraw from Him. However, if I want to receive His help and healing, I must regularly be in His presence through prayer and Bible reading.
I am the vine, and you are the branches. If you stay joined to me, and I to you, you will produce plenty of fruit. But separated from me you won’t be able to do anything. If you don’t stay joined to me, you will be like a branch that has been thrown out and has dried up. (John 15:4-7)
- Connect with other believers. Find comfort in the presence of others. I find great joy and inspiration in actively participating in weekly church services (watching online doesn’t count!) and meeting with our small group. I sincerely believe isolation results in more despair and hopelessness as we’re the only one talking to ourselves. Take that giant (and maybe scary) step of faith to connect with others.
And let us not neglect our meeting together, as some people do, but encourage one another, especially now that the day of his return is drawing near. (Hebrews 10:25)
- Serve others. Whether you find opportunities within your church or community, commit to helping someone else in need. This may seem counter-intuitive in today’s culture, but serving others even when we are at our lowest point brings healing and hope.
For even the Son of Man came not to be served but to serve others and to give his life as a ransom for many. (Mark 10:45)
- Tell your story. Like me, you have a story to tell. There is nothing you could ever go through that someone else hasn’t already experienced or will experience in the future. In sharing your story with the former, you find encouragement to faithfully walk the challenging path before you. In the latter, you offer invaluable hope to others that they are not alone.
So encourage each other and build each other up, just as you are already doing. (1 Thessalonians 5:11)
Tell Your Story
One final piece of advice is to not wait until you’ve got “it” all figured out to tell your story. I know I still have questions and yet I share. Tell your story as it unfolds. No one is expecting you to have all the answers as that’s not the storyteller’s responsibility. Who knows, you may find that:
…God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love God and are called according to his purpose for them. (Romans 8:28)
Extend grace to others!
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Question of the Week
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Is there someone who needs to hear your story?
Reflect
What disconnect have you experienced or are experiencing now? Are you regularly applying the four practices listed above to increase in hope?
Pray
Lord, thank you that you promise to never leave us (Deuteronomy 3:16) and that you are closer than any brother (Proverbs 18:24). When I stay focused on you and your provision, I can find peace in the midst of any storm and offer a beacon of hope to others. Amen.
Josh and I pray regularly for you!!! We love you so much and will continue to believe God for a miracle of healing, salvation and restoration!!!!!!
Thanks Melissa for agreeing in prayer with us!
Court, so sorry to read this. I can’t imagine the heartache, but so grateful you are finding comfort by sharing your story. I know other parents who have experienced this same situation and their children did come back “home.” I pray that they return to you and Carol with a warm embrace. In the meantime, keep knowing they love and need you. ❤️
Thanks Carol for your encouraging words! We look forward to joining the ranks of the parents that have experienced reconciliation. (Court)