July 28th will be branded into my soul for the rest of my earthly life. The day the rug got pulled from underneath me. I felt like someone had taken me by the feet, swung me around, slammed me on the ground, then expected me to get up and live.
How could THIS be Gods “perfect plan” for my life? For my kids life? How was I supposed to live without the love of my life. My high school sweetheart. How was I supposed to be a mother when I was only half of a person.
It was through this valley of death that I was literally crawling through when God truly revealed His love and tender mercies to me. I wasn’t crawling, I was being carried. I was given the peace the surpassed my understanding. It’s the faith that Gods word is true and that is what gives me HOPE.
Here I am 9 years later looking back and I can still feel the sting. I am thankful for that as it awakens me to the memories of feeling such despair and sorrow, and how God has restored my smile.
I have SO much to be thankful for today. Yes, THIS day July 28th. It was through the pain that I truly discovered who I am, and who God had made me to be. I have been blessed beyond measure. Most of all, I am thankful for my children. They are a reflection of their Dad. He would be SO very proud of them. He loved them with every part of his being.
This photograph is one of my favorites. This was taken at Crater Lake Park about 5 months before he passed away. They were just babies.
I have BOXES of prints of Daniel with his children…I will be sharing some throughout this next year.
“I waited patiently for the Lord to help me, and he turned to me and heard my cry.
He lifted me out of the pit of despair, out of the mud and the mire.
He set my feet on solid ground and steadied me as I walked along.
He has given me a new song to sing, a hymn of praise to our God.
Many will see what he had done and be astounded.
They will put their trust in the Lord.”
Psalm 40: 1-3
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