There is a powerful story in the Bible about a king, David, who loved his son, Absalom. Though Absalom had turned away from God and rebelled against his father, David still deeply loved him.
Then David got the word Absalom had been killed in battle. What a crushing moment. Oh, the anguish of it all…Absalom was dead. The Bible records his response, “The king was overcome with emotion. He went up to the room over the gateway and burst into tears. And as he went, he cried, “O my son Absalom! My son, my son Absalom! If only I had died instead of you! O Absalom, my son, my son.” (2 Samuel 18:33)
The awful news paralyzed King David. Overcome with grief, all he could do was cry out to his son, even though his son was dead. I can somewhat relate to what David must have felt.
It’s heartbreaking not having Fulton where I can be with him, hug him, and tell him how much I love him. It’s been several months since I’ve seen him. It feels like years. Hopefully, they are going to let family members visit soon. I have experienced deep feelings of love and heartache. God is teaching me about His deep and abiding love for me. What a powerful picture!