Thank you for the reminder to reach out to the widows in our church. I recently started a Women's Ministry at my church. I will make an extra effort to reach out to the widows among us.
Thank you, Nancy. Especially in the early days, we are vulnerable in ways we do not even recognize. A widow friend of mine says what she misses most is the hugs. So my dear son makes sure to hug her every Sunday.
I was widowed at the age of fifty-one. I have since remarried, but I still remember that unique season. You’re right about the flood of support initially and then nothing. Something that was difficult for me each week at church was the moments following the end of service. I would hear others planning where they would go for lunch, seemingly oblivious I was in hearing range. Going home alone after church was one of the toughest experiences for me. I would have loved to be included in others’ afternoon church plans. Maybe being around someone who is widowed makes people feel uneasy. It’s a painful reminder of what’s ahead, especially for women.
Karen, you are probably right. I lost two "couple friends" after Ron's death; one woman told me, "We don't have anything in common anymore." Another couple just drifted away. My breaking point was when I bravely asked another woman who was sitting alone before church services if I could join her. She told me, rather bluntly, "I'm waiting for someone." I left the service, went out to my car and cried, and never went back. But I am blessed my the church to which God lef me and my son.
So sorry I had to move but you are definitely where God wants you & a much better place.
God works in mysterious ways. I would not be doing all the work He has called me to now unless I had gone through this.
Thank you for the reminder to reach out to the widows in our church. I recently started a Women's Ministry at my church. I will make an extra effort to reach out to the widows among us.
Thank you, Nancy. Especially in the early days, we are vulnerable in ways we do not even recognize. A widow friend of mine says what she misses most is the hugs. So my dear son makes sure to hug her every Sunday.
I was widowed at the age of fifty-one. I have since remarried, but I still remember that unique season. You’re right about the flood of support initially and then nothing. Something that was difficult for me each week at church was the moments following the end of service. I would hear others planning where they would go for lunch, seemingly oblivious I was in hearing range. Going home alone after church was one of the toughest experiences for me. I would have loved to be included in others’ afternoon church plans. Maybe being around someone who is widowed makes people feel uneasy. It’s a painful reminder of what’s ahead, especially for women.
Karen, you are probably right. I lost two "couple friends" after Ron's death; one woman told me, "We don't have anything in common anymore." Another couple just drifted away. My breaking point was when I bravely asked another woman who was sitting alone before church services if I could join her. She told me, rather bluntly, "I'm waiting for someone." I left the service, went out to my car and cried, and never went back. But I am blessed my the church to which God lef me and my son.
Heartbreaking