Time continues….life continues.
Will I always have this hole in my life? Will it always hurt to see Joshie’s pictures? Oh, I hope not.
We got away for a few days. I took this journal but Eric and I talked so much there was nothing left to write. It was a good time. I didn’t even realize the significance of the 22nd until the day. Was that a gift from God?
Today I was reading “Dare to trust, Dare to hope again” and she shared the following prayer:
“Creator God, you are sovereign; you know each day of my loved one’s life before he was born. Thank you for adding them to my life so that I could love him. I’ll never forget him.”
I miss Joshua so much…but I need to be grateful that he was in my life at all.
Father, you know the sadness in my heart. The longing to cradle my baby again…to rub my lips across his soft hair and nibble his fingers to hear his laughter. Please give me strength to face this day without those joys.
Please help me enjoy those in my life. Please help me to care for my children and strengthn me as I struggle to meet their needs and help them face their own grief.
Father, I’m leaning back on your strength. Please surround me with your love and help me see my life with that ‘eternal perspective’ that I’m trying to cultivate.
Amen
