A Daily Ritual that Brings Hope
As I read the sermon, I choked up with emotion a few times for I sensed this might be the last time I would be with her.
As I read the sermon, I choked up with emotion a few times for I sensed this might be the last time I would be with her.
Even during a difficult time when I begin my prayer with praising God and thanking him, something changes in me.
When you are young, you can’t wait to get older. When you are older, you realize you aren’t getting any younger.
What an assurance we've been given. Jesus is always present with us through the Holy Spirit.
There have been many times when I've cried out, "I can't go on! It's too hard!"
When we belong to our Savior--Jesus, we're under his care and love and he is with us. Always. For a lifetime.
We can't stop the clock. We can't control the future. But we can lean on and trust the One who holds the future. He knows us. Knows our days. Most of all, loves us and wants a relationship with us.
I want to study more about my future abode in heaven. There are more and more people in heaven now than when I was younger. I look forward to meeting them again, but what honestly sounds the sweetest to me is that God promises to live with us there.
At last, our climb leader shouted in the thin air, absorbing his voice so it sounded like a whisper declared, "Congratulations! You've made it to the top!"
The ship is fully decorated for Christmas. As we walk the many areas of the ship, we see people laughing and eating. They seem to be enjoying the Christmas season. Yet sometimes, just under the surface is grief. Sadness.