Monday, November 6, 2017
Friday, July 22, 2016
― Elisabeth Elliot,
Thursday, September 10, 2015
It still doesn't mean that I don't miss him terribly! That my heart literally is in pain because I miss him and can't believe the things we have been through...like trying everything to help him and nothing works, not even oxygen. Like holding him and singing over his little body while our tears bathed him while Tim and I watched him take his last breaths. Or having to tell our precious children and family and friends that he took his last breaths. Or carrying his frail body to the car that came to take him to the funeral home and watching it leave, thinking, "what am I doing putting him in a car with a stranger and not helping and holding him?" Or feeling so empty and the house was being terribly quiet.
3 Years later, I can say that the pain isn't as fresh daily, but it is there. Losing your child is losing part of you. It is not comprehendible Only through the salvation and comfort from the Lord can we go on.
Psalm 23 is special to us because we said it every night with Samuel. It brought him and us comfort and we said it to him as he left us and entered glory. As I have been reflecting, I was inspired to write how Psalm 23 I working in my life.
Lord You are my Shepherd, my guide and Father. I pray that I will not be in want, but find complete satisfaction in You. You take me through green pasture~ beauty that you have created and supplied for my every need. You give me rest and give me comfort through your grace.
You lead me beside the still waters~ peace for my soul. You guide me. You restore my soul. You lead me in the path of righteousness~ Your Word has supplied me with the guide on pleasing and honoring You. In Your Name.
Even though I have walked through the valley of the shadow of death with precious Samuel, I will fear no evil, only brokenness and longing for heaven and healing. Thank You for being with me.
Your rod and staff, they comfort me~ when the perils of life are overtaking me, You recue me. You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies ~ because I need no enemies or fear with You on my side. You anoint my head with oil~ this is the honor that You have chosen overflows~ I am full in You.
You provide, protect and fill me.
Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life because I can rest in You. And I will, one day, dwell in Your house and be in my eternal home FOREVER! ~Amen
Saturday, May 17, 2014
Ever Since Samuel went to heaven, I look at the clouds with new wonder and amazement. Each day as I look up, I am given new designs and colors. Some days seem the same, but each has its own beauty. The Lord gives us this gift each day and His Glory shines through! The sky also gives such comfort as we look forward to heaven! When I stop and look up I am given a small glimpse of the beauty awaiting us in heaven and I can only imagine how wonderful it is for Samuel and those who are already there. Thank you Lord for the beauty of each day. I love this article below and I wonder if you will take the time to stop and drink in His glory.
"The heavens declare the Glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of His hands. " Psalm 19:1
Sunday, April 13, 2014
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He is my light, my strength, my song
This Cornerstone, this solid ground
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease
My Comforter, my All in All
Here in the love of Christ I stand.
Fullness of God in helpless Babe
This gift of love and righteousness
Scorned by the ones He came to save
The wrath of God was satisfied
For every sin on Him was laid
Here in the death of Christ I live.
Light of the world by darkness slain
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave He rose again
Sins curse has lost its grip on me
For I am His and He is mine
Bought with the precious blood of Christ.
This is the power of Christ in me
From a lifes first cry to final breath
Jesus commands my destiny
Could ever pluck me from His hand
Til He returns or calls me home
Here in the power of Christ I stand.
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