The slide show plays. Each picture a memory of the week gone by. The gospel shared. Summer Bible Camp. Not Vacation Bible School anymore. Somehow "school" has a negative connotation. Kids in other countries look for sponsors and live to go to school. But here in America school brings negative thoughts. But that is another post. The slide show plays. I have not helped at all this week. There were so many pieces to the week, there was no way I could be there. I watch each picture. The sadness descends like ... View Post
What Bales, Prayer and Death Have Taught Me
The bales keep coming. Load after load. 11 bales a wagon load. Winter's feed. Wrapped in a cocoon. Prepared for winter. These bales. I wrote on these bales last year. Prayers. Praise. I love you Elijah. Bales I prayed over. Hopes for a plentiful winter. Hopes for a smoother road. A different pace from the walk of the death of my mom, flooding and bumpy financial issues. That's not what happened. 3 days later, my son fell asleep at the wheel of our family car and met Jesus. 3 months later, ... View Post
Delight In His Sabbath
Isaiah 41:10 Don't be afraid, for I am with you. Don't be discouraged, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you. I will hold you up with my victorious right hand. Words I cling to. Hope I claim. It is Sunday morning again. A morning for me that will always remain hard. The conflict of loss; the gift of the Sabbath. Yet isn't the gift of Sabbath because of death? One for all. So there might be life? Everlasting? He gave all so we could all have. The goal of Sabbath; rest. Leaning into Christ and the promise He gave with His ... View Post
Changing The Desires Of My Heart
I wash dishes. Over the sink is the verse; Isaiah 41:10 So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. I have glanced at these words now for weeks. Each and every day. I read them. I let the words sink in. Words of truth. The Ancient Word. I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. I cry out to God to hold me. To give me strength. Sometimes I feel like I am going through the motions. Blindly stepping on the ... View Post
He Will Renew Our Strength
A wife loses her husband and 2 children in a tornado. Just like that. 3 members of their family gone. How does a mom grieve for 2 children and her husband? Her soul-mate. I am familiar with the loss of a child. I know the searing pain. The overwhelming grief. I know the knee bruising prayer of pleas to spare my husbands life. To lose them all at once? My heart snaps. There is so much pain. I read the comments one of the daughter places on Facebook. The Lord gives and the Lord takes away. Blessed be the name of ... View Post
My Soul Is Well
It's the future that echoes. The hollow emptiness that will ever be. It's what all parent's feel at the loss of their child; of a loved one held dear. It tears and pulls at the heart. A daily struggle to rise and count the grace given for the moment. It is deep anguish thrashing to consume. Stepping towards hope against the raging current. Your son ripped from you in a moment. Searing loss. Moments that can never be again. It's been 9 months. The tears come wrapped in a cocoon of grace. The shattered fragments of my heart held tightly ... View Post
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