‘How grief reshaped my relationship with God.’

Misty Reshun shares her journey through unimaginable loss after the death of her son, Derrion.

Grief doesn’t ask permission before it arrives. It just comes — loud, unrelenting, and life-altering. When I lost my son Derrion, my entire world collapsed, and so did the neat little box I had put God in.

I had prayed hard for my son, not just for his safety, but for his healing. He struggled with addiction, and like many mothers, I spent years standing in the gap for him. I believed in a breakthrough. I believed in restoration. And then, suddenly, I was planning a funeral.