Levi Himes & Tynea Lewis

I spend quite a bit of time with four high school friends. One day we ran into a great guy we all knew from school. Although we hadn’t seen him in years, our interaction was lively. After catching up, we went our separate ways.

I remembered that encounter when his picture popped up on social media. Our graduating class had created a page for our upcoming reunion. He would not be coming. He had wrecked his car and didn’t survive.

May your unfailing love be my comfort, according to your promise.
Psalm 119:76 (NIV)

This guy was my age. We had gone to school together, and now he was gone. Long after his funeral, these thoughts twisted my insides. To get through the pain  and confusion, I had to learn to lean on the strength and goodness of God.

—Levi Himes, 24


WHEN LIFE DOESN’T MAKE SENSE: When I was in high school, a field hockey teammate was killed in an accident. I had lost grandparents, but losing someone my age hit me differently. I struggled to understand why someone so young had to die. I’m learning that we all experience things that may leave us crying out to God or answers. All I know is that God heals pain, and I cling to that promise when the world around me doesn’t make sense.

—Tynea Lewis

—from devozine (November/December 2018). Copyright © 2018 by The Upper Room®. All rights reserved.

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