The new year came. 2014 came with a tick of a moment. A beat. Much like the moment; the beat, that stopped the night our son was killed. 2014 a new beginning, a clean slate; one I don't want so clean. I don't want to chose a word, or make resolutions. ... View Post
3 Months of Not My Will, But Thine
It's been 3 months. 3 months of not my will but thine. The seasons have turned. Time . . .has marched on. "We will mark time now with the date. Not a day of the week. Though Saturday evenings into the wee hours of Sunday will forever be etched in my soul." I do not like this journey any better after 3 months. It does not feel comfortable. It is abrasive and unsettling. Isiah 55:8-9 For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,”declares the Lord.9 “As the heavens are ... View Post
