I wake heavy with grief.
It has no boundaries.
I reflect on last years post.
God is not finished. . . yet.
We, each one of us, are valued.
Created with a purpose.
For a reason.
Read on, and if your heart is weary; may you be encouraged.
If your heart soars today; may you be an encouragement to others.
Repost from April 3, 2014
I don’t necessarily like part 2’s.
His rest and peace are available.
He’s big enough to carry all our burdens. He’s promised to walk with us through it all.
This journey is difficult.
He never promised it would be easy.
He is providing blessings along the way.
Ways to see.
A card in the mail.
A friend stopping over to give encouragement through sugar.
Folks reminding us they are walking these steps with us.
Prayer for the farmer who walks with the joy thief that won’t quit.
Snow beginning to melt.
Sunshine with warmth permeating our souls.
Our race is not yet finished.
We need to persevere.
And step by step we will.
Because there is still, The rest of “His” story.
If you’re struggling hold on tight.
Run to his word.
Remain in hope. And let Him write your story.