It's going to be hot. But there is a threat of rain. It amazes me how quickly our weather can change. The day will begin gorgeous and turn to torrents of rain in a moment. That volatility is what I feel with my emotions. Some days I am strong. I can make it through. I breathe deep and I can feel the power of the Holy Spirit giving strength. Other days I am consumed with a deep stabbing ache. Grief is hard work. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. Our country; the church, have done a shameful thing in rushing ... View Post
Finding The Fullness Of Joy
She's 17 today; this sweet girl that has taught me so much about life. The girl who lost her dog and brother in a 2 week time span. Her Nana 7 months before that. Then the shocking walk of her father through cancer. This girl who walks in strength and grace. Whose smile and laughter light up a room. Her spirit; gentle and soft. A life surrendered to the King of all Kings. Practical like her dad. Free spirited in so many ways. She'll celebrate without her older brother to cheer her on. Her confidant. Her role model. She'll cross another milestone. I fear the ... View Post
I Am Found
Each day I read last years post. Counting down the days of his life. Searching for meaning. Something I have missed. Like an addict looking for a hit. I want to see something. I long for just a glimpse. It consumes me; if I let it. How I want to touch or feel something connected to him. These final days of his life. He would live for 19 more days. That is it. I didn't know. My son. Full of hope; a future. We were mourning the loss of our puppy. Still grieving my mom, my parents dog, my dad's ... View Post
The Wonderful Cross
It's more than I deserve. 2 different places. 3 different testimonies. All affected by 1 life. A life that wasn't perfect. But pointed to the One that is. I listen to Senior testimonies. New beginning's in the horizon. A life hurt by the loss of his friend. July 28, 2013 etched in his young mind for ever. Questions raised throughout the year. Hearts hurting. But the power of the holy spirit was working in his heart. And God's love broke through the barriers and the hurt and reminded that pilgrim along ... View Post
Behold, He Comes
The video plays. The tears come. The ache deep within. Oh how I miss him. I listen to the drums. His style soft and enjoyable. The song plays. Behold He Comes. He would come. He would take my first born. And He would come again and take my second born. In the early hours of the morning. He would come. My farmer and I talk. Sometimes we feel like we're just living, waiting for Christ to return. We're so done with being here. . . on this earth. The pain excruciating. Everything feeling out of whack. Is this how all ... View Post
What Kind Of A Legacy Will You Leave?
Someone took his flag. I know it doesn't really matter. But it was the only thing marking his grave. Someone placed it there. And I have loved it. I feel violated. I want to scream, my son has already been taken from me! Now the flag too? I am sure someone probably saw the flag and thought it was randomly placed where it was. It wasn't a malicious act. They had no idea there was a grave. I know this; but this is such a great reminder. The legacy Elijah left is so much more than the space in the graveyard. We are ... View Post
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