No, not him.

I gave my son to my Savior
not willingly, quite unexpectedly. 
An exquisite pain consumed me intertwined
with silently rejoicing for his homecoming. 

My tears are my love song sung to Heaven.
God, bring him back, wake me from this nightmare. NO, not him.
HE answers always full of love, mercy, and grace.
"Daughter, watch what I can do through this inexplicable tragedy."

Your son will not know loss. 
He will not suffer. 
He is a man of God. 
Loved. 
Accepted. 
with Life Everlasting. 

Thank you Jesus. 
And, one day not too far off I will spend eternity with both my son and our Savior.

Until then, accept my tears as an offering for the man of God I love.