The day is dreary. Not like the others this past week. It is hard to get motivated to do anything. My mind wanders and sadness fills my heart. I can't escape the longing that tears me apart. I am running out of recent pictures of my boy to post. This pierces my heart. The finality of all this. I still can't believe he is gone. I can't stay in these emotions. They are temporal and shifty. My hope is in the LORD; and that is where I will put my trust. That is where my focus will stay. I will not give way ... View Post
Living Life without Elijah
I am experiencing every mother's worst nightmare. My heart and soul ache. My heart physically hurts. The grief so overwhelming at times that I can only groan. A dear saint in the faith sent this to me yesterday morning. "God make me brave -- Life brings such blinding things, Help me to keep my sight, Help me to see aright That out of dark --- comes light." Grace Noll Crowell I want to be brave. I want to lean into this journey God has us on. I desperately want to ... View Post
The Farmers Son
I began this post on June 18, 2013. 3 days after our oldest son had graduated from High School. I didn't finish it because I wanted to take pictures of my farmers hands. The Father and the Son. . . I was going to post it on Elijah's birthday; the day he left for the United States Marine Corp. Instead, I read it at his funeral. -------------------------------- I used to hold his hand while he was asleep. His hands, though small, were strong and beautiful. And they mesmerized me. This red headed child who saw the world through a different lens. His hands ... View Post
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