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In Mornings Rays


Two years today, Faith and Caitlin Kadlub were whisked away from our lives. As I sit reflecting upon their absence I am struck with sorrow, loss, pain and agony. I miss the long conversations we shared, imagining our futures and discussing the finer points of a life lived to the glory of our great Lord. Struggling to make sense of why they have been taken from us and how we can survive the despair and sadness of their death, I still can’t believe they are gone from this earth. I hope, even believe that they will return, walk into my life again and we will simply pick up from where we left off.

Yet, I find it no small coincidence that the Lord in His divine sovereignty has placed Easter where it lies this year. A time that is reserved for reflection upon Christ’s suffering, death and resurrection poses exceedingly difficult and yet beautiful as I mourn the death of my friends in parallel with this time. So as the sun rises tomorrow morning, revealing the truth of God’s eternal love and provision for His children through the resurrection of His son, I will be thanking Him for His gracious gift of Christ’s new life and His extension of this gift to my two dear friends. They are able to for the first Easter of their entire existence celebrate the glorious marvel of Christ’s eternal triumph over death in communion with both their heavenly and earthly father. Celebrating in their new bodies, in eternal splendor and with an overwhelming peace and joy that we have yet to know.

I envision them proclaiming their worshipful songs to the Lord as they play their violins in honor of our great king and savior. Blessed and honored by the songs they proclaim from the purity and compassion of their loving souls, I pray that the Lord would impress upon all of our hearts the mysterious beauty of their reverence and love for the Lord. A love I was so undeservingly blessed by through their continual compassionate friendship and selfless servant hood to me and my family.

I praise God for Kent and Stacy, for their loving and exemplary lifestyles, their warm and compassionate parenting and above all their reverence and commitment to the truth of Christ’s sacrifice, it is through them that Faith and Caitlin became the girls that God desired them to be. Serving our community with their beautiful lives that truly stand as unblemished examples of Christ’s compassion and love, the entire Kadlub family IS a testimony to the undeniable strength and influence of Christ upon the hearts of His children.

This Easter morning I will see Christ’s conquest over death, not simply for Himself, but for my friends and for me. Faith, Caitlin and Kent are standing along side Christ on this glorious morning of celebration, they to have been resurrected from the grave to join Christ in their new homes, lives and bodies, a beautiful gift that they proclaimed and lived for, throughout the entirety of their lives. Now they can rest fully in the grace and presence of God’s great splendor, a mysterious and wonderful blessing, one that I believe I would never have appreciated as I do this day if it weren’t for the lives of those precious girls and their family.

Thank you
Stacy, Kent, Faith, Caitlin

Praise be to the Lord for you and your lives lived to His glory.

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