May 18, 2016 seemed just like any other day.
And then I received the call that my son, David Glasser, a Phoenix Police Officer, had been shot. Before the night ended, he was gone.
I felt like the rug of my life was completely pulled out from under my feet. Nothing was what it was before. My husband and I lived a mile away from Davey and his family and Davey was my husband’s best friend so there was daily interactions and conversations.
But now Davey was gone.
And the ‘rug’ was gone.
The ‘rug’ includes all of the material and superficial stuff in my life – the things that seemed to matter a lot until we were hit with this tragedy. When something horrible like this happens, none of that means anything anymore. It’s all very trivial.
The ‘rug’ was not going to help me survive. The ‘rug’ was not important enough to get me out of bed in the morning after Davey died. It wasn’t important enough to motivate me to look up out of my grief and try to move forward.
When the ‘rug’ is gone, it exposes what is under it.
What is really important?
What do I say and how do I act when my world is shaking and crumbling around me? What kind of character have I developed?
The real question is – how solid is the foundation I’ve been building my life on?
If you’ve experienced a tragedy in your life, you have had no choice – you had to answer these questions. All of the people who have been seriously affected by the recent hurricanes have had to answer these questions.
I have had to answer these questions.
The good news is that my foundation held. It didn’t crack – it never even shook.
My life is built on a relationship with my Father God who was and is and will always be. He never leaves my side and he gives me motivation to get up every morning.
God has won the war that is being waged here on earth. It is finished.
But I still have a purpose to complete – a piece of his plan to accomplish. And then he will take me home – where Davey is.
The ‘rug’ disappeared but God never moved.