November Third, Continued

November 3rd.

This day was already a sad one, being the last day home and all.
But we then received heart wrenching news.
Micah Helm had passed away after an accident at work.
Neither Mike nor I knew him that well but to think of the pain the family and his closest friends were going through, made us ache for them.
He was 19 years old, a Christian, had a happy sort of mischievous grin, talented singer and a friend and loved one to many.
We don’t want to question Gods will and timing, but as humans we are bound to ask why such a young person? Why now? Just why in general?
We will probably never know why here on earth.
But someday, we will understand it better by and by.
When we are reunited with those we have lost here and they tell us what we’ve missed, not us telling them what they missed here on earth.
We don’t cry for him, for as much as we can, we grasp and understand that he has never been happier or in a better place.
But for those left behind, the ones that feel the empty place the loved one filled.. It is for them we cry and hurt for.
Prayers seem little but it’s the most powerful tool we are given.
Let’s use it.
Save a place up there, for us down here Micah.

Author: jessicapeters95

Hello humans 😊 This is where you learn about me I suppose, though anyone reading this right now most likely knows all the boring details ;) I am Jessica Rose Peters-Hagenouw. (Always thought I'd be able to pronounce my married name but hey, life doesn't go as we plan.) June 11, 1995, tis the day Robert and Bonnie Peters received the most adorable, amazing, wonderful, surprise 3rd child they could have dreamed of. Speaking of being the third child, I have an older brother and an older sister. Both of whom are married and have wee little families of their own, making 'Aunty Jess' another name I go by. I grew up and have lived all of my years up till November 2015 in Saskatchewan, Canada. Making summers that are extremely short and winters that never end, vast open spaces, northern lights, unthinkable amounts of mosquitoes, lakes, forests and people waving to you on the grid road all different things that mean = Home. But Home is not where I'll be for some time. My husband is a Dutchman, living in Europe. Therefore I too have been living in Europe for the last few months. The reason I started this little blog/journal/writing thing, is to document a bit of my "whole new world," for those at home who wont be awake at 3:00 am wanting to hear about how I couldn't find flour at the grocery store. Thanks for stopping by and taking a peek into my little life 😊

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