I love clouds. They are white, puffy promises of good things to come. Beautiful… and always with shades of grey.
That’s the way I see August. Beautiful… and always with shades of Grey.
His birthday is this month, this week, in fact. Most of us will be here to have a dinner to celebrate the day he was born. I can’t decide what to serve. I wish I could ask him if Mexican Beef Rice really is his favorite dinner.
I have done a lot of soul searching the last few days – reviewing everything about Grey from his birth day to the post funeral days… months… and now years.
The amazing thing about my conclusions? They all revolve around God. Here are a few...
- Though my heart hurts, I know that God is faithful.
- He does give songs in the night… and morning… and day.
- His still, small voice does bring solace and encouragement… in the very center of great sorrow.
- He is strong to overcome obstacles.
- And I know, I know that He loves me – not just mankind, but me!
I have learned the agony of losing a child. I also know the One who willingly gave His Son to die so that I might have life. That is amazing grace.
I had fainted, unless I had believed to see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. Wait on the Lord: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the Lord. Psalm 27:13,14
3 comments:
Beautiful!
Hi Barb,
Tears run down my cheeks as I read the sadness and loss nudged between each word. Sadness that is deep yet your faith is deeper. A faith that has and will continue to sustain you through the hard times and bring you joy at other times.
I will pray for you this week that even though you heart may be heavy that your steps will be light and that you will feel His comfort and peace as never before.....
Big hugs to you,
Nancy
Thank you... the prayers of friends are as appreciated as they are necessary.
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