Transformer: The Letter H and Grief

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Do not conform to the pattern of this world,

but be transformed by the renewing of your mind.

Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is—

his good, pleasing and perfect will.

Romans 12:2 NIV

 

My grandson Quinn ran upstairs and proudly announced, “I learned about the letter ‘h’!”

“What did you learn?” I asked.

“Well, the letter ‘h’ is a transformer,” he answered authoritatively.

“A transformer?” I questioned in surprise. I didn’t expect to hear that word out of his five year-old mouth. “What does that mean?” I probed.

“The letter ‘h’ changes sounds,” he continued. “Like with ‘t’. “If you put an ‘h’ next to a ‘t’ it becomes ‘th’.”

“Oh!” I responded. “That’s an interesting way to think about it–a transformer. Can you give me an example of a word?”

“Three” he answered, beaming. “It happens with‘s’ too,” he said smiling.

“How’s that?” I asked. By this time, I was pleased that he had retained the concept and I could tell that he was excited to share his new information

“An ‘h’ next to ‘s’ makes a ‘sh’ sound, like in ‘shell’.”

“Super!” I said with a big smile and gave him a high five.

Satisfied that he had shared his new information, Quinn went back to the playroom. But our conversation lingered in my mind as I thought about the object lesson he gave me. Transformers. Changes.

Nothing transforms a woman more than losing your husband.

Life will never return to what it was prior to December 23, 2011 when I suddenly lost my husband. There were six hours from the first chest pain to his final breath. Life is irrevocably changed.

Like Quinn’s examples of transformations with letters, I’ve observed personal transformations.

I smile when the grandchildren speak of their Papa and the memories they made with him. I know in some way, they have been transformed by his presence in their short lives. Just last week, Quinn wrote on a valentine, “I love you and Papa.” Our youngest daughter married six months after her Dad went to heaven. God graciously surprised our family with joy and smiles on her wedding day as we celebrated her new beginning. Learning new skills such as online banking, has taken me to a new level. Discussing auto maintenance no longer resembles a foreign language. Researching and purchasing a new vehicle alone surprised me. Buying and selling a house and moving to a new state took me to new levels.

Life is different and God is in my transformation. He gives me the grace and strength to walk through each day, on the days of smiles with my grandchildren, on the lonely days, and on the challenging days when I am compelled to learn new skills.

We don’t deny our multiple losses from the death of our husband, but we can take a step forward when we see moments of positive transformation. Make a list of your steps. Can you smile through tears when you reflect on your personal growth and the accomplishment that comes with learning new skills?

We’re not the same women we were and our life script is different, but His faithful accompaniment and transformations are treasures.

Father God, we thank You for the transformations in our lives. Help us smile today and share Your joy with all we meet, despite our difficulties. You are faithful to love us and transform us into godly women. Amen


 

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3 replies
  1. Marrene Kirsch
    Marrene Kirsch says:

    Beautifully said and a mirror of my own experience of losing my husband recently. Thank you for the encouragement and positive perspective.

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