Trust in the Maker
This was the tallest rock I had ever tried to rappel off, the double rope heavy in my hands. But I was ready to go.
This was the tallest rock I had ever tried to rappel off, the double rope heavy in my hands. But I was ready to go.
Would we forget to pray for our kids and grands if we didn't have the bowl of rocks with their names on them? Probably not, but seeing their names on the rocks is a reminder to both of us to pray for our loved ones.
In our dark world, I'm focusing on the Light. It is my only hope. It can be yours, too.
I've had many happy and exciting moments in my life. Falling in love. Getting married. Having three wonderful children, one in heaven. I've climbed mountains, scrambled up rock faces. Crossed the Columbia River Bar and fished in the ocean. Flown in small airplanes with my late husband and son. Snorkeled in the Coral Sea, jumped waves in the Indian and the Pacific Oceans, to name just a few of my adventures...
My experience with grief has taught me that walking through that shadow is hard, but during the walk through the shadow, as the psalmist wrote: "Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil; For You are with me," Psalm 23: 4, we are promised his presence.
When I'm affected with circumstances beyond my control, I go to the God of everything. The maker of the universe--and the storms of uncertainty.
Do we need comfort when we are lighthearted and all is well? No. Comfort--one of God's greatest gifts--comes during the depths of sorrow and loss.
More than Jim loves me, loves his family, loves his God, there is a greater love...
Like a princess, she sat there, delighted to see me and Jim.
Sometimes we have to wait. It might be easier to do something instead of waiting.