I prayed for protection for my family.
For strength in the journey.
But my prayers weren’t answered.
And this was a resounding, No.
Our journey on this earth, actually became filled with searing pain.
Even after spending that whole day in prayer and praise.
From a bale he has just opened to feed.
The dark of winter is settled in. And the messages of hope sprawled over a few bales
is not enough to dissipate the cold.
But it is a start.
The light will always overcome the darkness, no matter how small a spark.
The hope that rises in us from years of a well worn path pushes us on.
I ask my farmer to save that stinky piece of plastic.
That piece of summer when all the world was right for me.
But is this not right?
If this is God’s plan; then this is the road I am to walk.
And I don’t want any other.
I want the journey that brings glory to His name.
I want the journey that He walks every step with me.
There is no other way.
2 Corinthians 5:6-8
Therefore we are always confident and know that as long
as we are at home in the body we are away from the Lord.
For we live by faith, not by sight.
We are confident, I say,
and would prefer to be away from the body and at home with the Lord.
Lean into the grace. Trust in Him; He know’s what He’s doing.
We can trust our God, He knows what He’s doing
Though it might hurt now, we won’t be ruined
He is with us, He is with us
We believe there is purpose,
there is meaning in everything