Thursday, February 25, 2010
February 25, 2010
Today has been a pretty good day overall. This evening has been hard though. I have been trying to get my work done and work on payroll and the kids keep coming in wanting my attention. Understandably so. I feel so all alone. This is when Zane would be home later tonight and I would have time to get my work done and then we would cuddle and the stresses of my day would melt away while I was safe in his arms. He is no longer here and I am all alone with our children. Left to pick up the pieces and figure things out. It is scary and sad and so many emotions all at once. I find comfort and strength in God. That is the only way I am getting through this pain. There are just times like tonight when I miss Zane so much and need him to comfort me like he has these past 14 years. I don't have that anymore. I am just trying to figure out how to deal with life now that he is no longer here with me. I am so lonely for him. My heart just aches for him. It just amazes me how life goes right on. Yet it does.....
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Written by Dan Wolgemuth in January 2010
The following was written by the president of Youth For Christ. The organization Zane ministered through. I just received this and felt moved to forward it to you.
Pam
Pam -- Here it is. Although Dan wrote it, I feel it is "mine too," since
I was standing there on the stage with them to give them the award, and I heard it
too... what a testimony it is.
thanks for calling me back --
IHG, Bruce
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January 29, 2010Julie Biddle stood on a small stage at a staff conference next to Zane, her husband. Zane was receiving a service award for his ministry commitment to the teenagers of our military families. Zane and Julie serve at Fort Rucker in Alabama, and the gathering in Georgia unveiled a special moment. As Zane and Julie positioned themselves at the back of the stage, Julie looked up at Zane and inconspicuously said, "I love you." This wasn't a gesture in front of an audience, or a portion of an acceptance speech. this was the candid and spontaneous reflection of a wife that loved her husband. It was "off camera," but witnessed by a few. Within twenty-four hours Julie was back in Alabama with her two small children, while Zane continued his participation in the conference. Then, in an unthinkable cascade of events, Zane tore a muscle, which severed an artery, which created internal bleeding, which lead to an ambulance ride to the hospital and ultimately to the sudden and devastating death of Zane Biddle at age 40. I was at the camp when word of Zane's death blew through like a chilling winter wind. There were tears, and prayers, and more tears, and time in God's Word. And there are still prayers and still tears.And yet, in the course of an avalanche of feelings and reactions and questions, there was also a profound and simple message preached from the lips of Julie Biddle. just forty-eight hours before the death of Zane. Years of marriage and two small children; the looming return to Fort Rucker; the practical realities of ministry life had not dulled her senses to the power and joy of speaking what often goes unsaid. On Monday night at Sharp Top Camp, Julie Biddle had said what she felt; and at 6:00 pm on Wednesday Zane was gone. Those three beautiful words were Zane's companion on his journey to glory. He was loved, not only by his Heavenly Father, but by his wife. and she made sure that he knew it.Somebody, somewhere needs to know that you love them. With words. Spoken at whatever level seems appropriate, but spoken nonetheless."And now, dear brothers and sisters, we want you to know what will happen to the believers who have died so you will not grieve like people who have no hope." ~ 1 Thessalonians 4:13 (NLT)Thanks, Julie, for showing us the way, first in celebration and now in pain.
-- Dan Wolgemuth
Pam
Pam -- Here it is. Although Dan wrote it, I feel it is "mine too," since
I was standing there on the stage with them to give them the award, and I heard it
too... what a testimony it is.
thanks for calling me back --
IHG, Bruce
***************************************************
January 29, 2010Julie Biddle stood on a small stage at a staff conference next to Zane, her husband. Zane was receiving a service award for his ministry commitment to the teenagers of our military families. Zane and Julie serve at Fort Rucker in Alabama, and the gathering in Georgia unveiled a special moment. As Zane and Julie positioned themselves at the back of the stage, Julie looked up at Zane and inconspicuously said, "I love you." This wasn't a gesture in front of an audience, or a portion of an acceptance speech. this was the candid and spontaneous reflection of a wife that loved her husband. It was "off camera," but witnessed by a few. Within twenty-four hours Julie was back in Alabama with her two small children, while Zane continued his participation in the conference. Then, in an unthinkable cascade of events, Zane tore a muscle, which severed an artery, which created internal bleeding, which lead to an ambulance ride to the hospital and ultimately to the sudden and devastating death of Zane Biddle at age 40. I was at the camp when word of Zane's death blew through like a chilling winter wind. There were tears, and prayers, and more tears, and time in God's Word. And there are still prayers and still tears.And yet, in the course of an avalanche of feelings and reactions and questions, there was also a profound and simple message preached from the lips of Julie Biddle. just forty-eight hours before the death of Zane. Years of marriage and two small children; the looming return to Fort Rucker; the practical realities of ministry life had not dulled her senses to the power and joy of speaking what often goes unsaid. On Monday night at Sharp Top Camp, Julie Biddle had said what she felt; and at 6:00 pm on Wednesday Zane was gone. Those three beautiful words were Zane's companion on his journey to glory. He was loved, not only by his Heavenly Father, but by his wife. and she made sure that he knew it.Somebody, somewhere needs to know that you love them. With words. Spoken at whatever level seems appropriate, but spoken nonetheless."And now, dear brothers and sisters, we want you to know what will happen to the believers who have died so you will not grieve like people who have no hope." ~ 1 Thessalonians 4:13 (NLT)Thanks, Julie, for showing us the way, first in celebration and now in pain.
-- Dan Wolgemuth
What I spoke about today at PWOC 02/16/2010
Good morning!
For those of you who don’t know me, I am Julie Biddle. My sweet husband of 13 years is Zane Biddle. He was the Youth Pastor with Club Beyond here on Fort Rucker from September 4, 2004 through January 27, 2010 when he passed away and went to be with Jesus in heaven.
I am a blessed woman! I had the AWESOME privilege and experience of being Zane’s wife and mother of our two children, Jackson who is 5 years old and Zoe who is 3 years old. Zane is my soul mate. He is “the one” who God had for me. He loved me like no other. He showed me in every way each day that we had together.
We met in Chattanooga, TN where I was born and raised. We had our first date on February 5th, 1996. We were married one year and 10 days later on February 15th, 1997. We are two people who are just CRAZY IN LOVE with each other!!! We had the same work schedules. We left out for work together each morning (Monday – Friday) and Zane got home about 30 minutes before I did each day. We spent every evening and every weekend together. We enjoyed each others company very much. We were very passionate for each other! We had many conversations about how our family and our friends would say to us “Don’t ya’ll get tired of spending all your time together?” We never did. We thought it was really sad that people would say that to us. We just enjoyed each other completely.
I tell you this about our lives so that you can see the beauty of God’s love. Five and a half years ago, we moved from Chattanooga, TN to Fort Rucker, AL so that Zane could start Club Beyond Military Youth Ministry here for 6th – 12th graders. Our son, Jackson, was five months old when we arrived here. It was a really hard transition for me, leaving my family, friends and home to come here to Fort Rucker. It was even harder trying to adjust to Zane’s new schedule. He was gone most nights and weekends. If he was home on weekends his time was still occupied by the kids in the youth group. It took me some time but after the first year of being here I finally saw it for what it was. This was Zane’s calling. It was not a job or a career by any means. This was Zane’s passion. This is what God had called him to do. Zane did it and he did it well. Zane has a love for Jesus like no other I have ever seen in my life. It was a beautiful thing to see each day.
God in His perfect love and His perfect timing was preparing me over the past 5 ½ years for January 27th, 2010 when He called Zane home. Each year I got more used to and more comfortable with Zane not being home a lot. This past year (2009) Zane went back to college for his master’s degree. He began in June of 2009. He was doing Liberty online and was a full-time student and a full-time and then some Youth Pastor. That left very little time, if any some days, for the kids and I. However, little did I know that that was God’s way of lovingly preparing me for Zane to no longer be here with us on earth.
I miss Zane so deeply. There are not words to describe the emptiness and the pain I feel without him each day. However, I rejoice that he is with our Lord and Savior! He is where he lived each and every day of his life to be. All he wanted was to reach people for Kingdom of God. Jesus really did shine through Zane Biddle. As much as I would love to hold him in my arms again, I would not wish him back here - for I am so happy that he is in heaven, rejoicing with our Heavenly Father!
Just as I now lean on Jesus to get me through each day – I challenge you to do the same. Wherever you are in your walk with Christ I challenge you to trust in Him ALWAYS – through the good times and the not so good times and to seek His will for your life. Most importantly to be a light for others so that they too can have a personal walk with Christ!
Thank you all for your time today.
God bless you all!
For those of you who don’t know me, I am Julie Biddle. My sweet husband of 13 years is Zane Biddle. He was the Youth Pastor with Club Beyond here on Fort Rucker from September 4, 2004 through January 27, 2010 when he passed away and went to be with Jesus in heaven.
I am a blessed woman! I had the AWESOME privilege and experience of being Zane’s wife and mother of our two children, Jackson who is 5 years old and Zoe who is 3 years old. Zane is my soul mate. He is “the one” who God had for me. He loved me like no other. He showed me in every way each day that we had together.
We met in Chattanooga, TN where I was born and raised. We had our first date on February 5th, 1996. We were married one year and 10 days later on February 15th, 1997. We are two people who are just CRAZY IN LOVE with each other!!! We had the same work schedules. We left out for work together each morning (Monday – Friday) and Zane got home about 30 minutes before I did each day. We spent every evening and every weekend together. We enjoyed each others company very much. We were very passionate for each other! We had many conversations about how our family and our friends would say to us “Don’t ya’ll get tired of spending all your time together?” We never did. We thought it was really sad that people would say that to us. We just enjoyed each other completely.
I tell you this about our lives so that you can see the beauty of God’s love. Five and a half years ago, we moved from Chattanooga, TN to Fort Rucker, AL so that Zane could start Club Beyond Military Youth Ministry here for 6th – 12th graders. Our son, Jackson, was five months old when we arrived here. It was a really hard transition for me, leaving my family, friends and home to come here to Fort Rucker. It was even harder trying to adjust to Zane’s new schedule. He was gone most nights and weekends. If he was home on weekends his time was still occupied by the kids in the youth group. It took me some time but after the first year of being here I finally saw it for what it was. This was Zane’s calling. It was not a job or a career by any means. This was Zane’s passion. This is what God had called him to do. Zane did it and he did it well. Zane has a love for Jesus like no other I have ever seen in my life. It was a beautiful thing to see each day.
God in His perfect love and His perfect timing was preparing me over the past 5 ½ years for January 27th, 2010 when He called Zane home. Each year I got more used to and more comfortable with Zane not being home a lot. This past year (2009) Zane went back to college for his master’s degree. He began in June of 2009. He was doing Liberty online and was a full-time student and a full-time and then some Youth Pastor. That left very little time, if any some days, for the kids and I. However, little did I know that that was God’s way of lovingly preparing me for Zane to no longer be here with us on earth.
I miss Zane so deeply. There are not words to describe the emptiness and the pain I feel without him each day. However, I rejoice that he is with our Lord and Savior! He is where he lived each and every day of his life to be. All he wanted was to reach people for Kingdom of God. Jesus really did shine through Zane Biddle. As much as I would love to hold him in my arms again, I would not wish him back here - for I am so happy that he is in heaven, rejoicing with our Heavenly Father!
Just as I now lean on Jesus to get me through each day – I challenge you to do the same. Wherever you are in your walk with Christ I challenge you to trust in Him ALWAYS – through the good times and the not so good times and to seek His will for your life. Most importantly to be a light for others so that they too can have a personal walk with Christ!
Thank you all for your time today.
God bless you all!
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