When Everything is Falling Apart, You Will Be Safe in His Arms

November 1st 5am, that's the day that my life changed forever. My dad came in my room crying. I thought that something had happened to my mom, I wasn't prepared to deal with what I was about the hear. My dad said that my brother had died of a heart attack. Do you know what it's like getting woken up from your sleep to find out that your brother is dead? Do you know what it's like to hear that you lost a son? Do you even know what it's like to hear that your husband is dead? Those are words that no one can ever prepare for. Once you hear those words, your life completely changes. November 1st is the day that my life changed, forever.

My brother, Wil Wallace, is such an amazing man. Anyone who came into contact with him thought the world of this man. His life is proof to how he served God. He loved God and he loved people. My brother took that call very seriously. He wanted to make sure that everyone felt loved and accepted, but he wasn't afraid to tell them the truth when it came down to it. My brother gave you tough love when it was needed. He is such a great dad to his children. He loved them to his core and he wanted to raise them right and in the church. He loved his wife Tonya. There love is something that movies and books talk about. They had the kind of love that you are envious of and you hope one day you will find. My brother was and is an amazing person.

My brother's death has taught me that nothing is really in my control. It has also taught me that the answer to everything can be found through Christ. I'm not going to say that my relationship with Christ has been awesome, but his death has made me aware of how much work I really need to be doing. I pray that God will give me the same strength that he gave my brother. I pray that he will give me same heart of compassion and to really see the good in people. I want to make a difference in this world. I feel like my brother was on his way to do that. My brother died at 34; he was too young. I should be mad at God, but I'm not. I don't mourn like those who have no hope. I will see my brother again someday and that day will be really sweet. I'm excited to see how God is going to use my family through this.

I miss my brother very much. I know that God is protecting our family. I will be safe in His arms.