A few years ago, I watched a movie on RedBox called "Love Happens" in which a widower whose book about coping with loss turns him into a best-selling self-help guru.  When I chose this movie, I had no idea how much I would resonate with it... I mean, I could certainly relate to this man who was an inspirational speaker, whose wife died in a tragic car wreck, who'd written a book about it all, etc.  What's more - he was driving the car in which his wife died, and I was driving too.

The biggest difference in our situations was that his father-in-law would often show up at his speaking appearances and make rude comments from the audience in ugly ways.

The film ended late, but the next morning I quickly called my TX in-laws and I thanked them over and over for never holding it over my head, for not making me feel guilty that I was driving when Jill (my first wife) died (January 15th, 2002).  They assured me that they felt anyone could have been behind the steering wheel, that it just so happened to have been me... that like Elijah went up to heaven in a chariot of fire (2 Kings 2:11), God just took Jill home to heaven, and I happened to be driving the chariot that day.

I could hardly believe it, but they meant it, and their actions have always faithfully matched their words.

Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you.  Eph. 4:32