CourageousOne, press on.
Gut punched. Tragedies come and from the outside looking in, all we want to do is erase the torture our precious friends are forced to wade through. Erasing it would take their journey from them; that’s not my place or yours. When the unexpected plummets into our daily routine it often stumbles the heart.
“Wait! God! Wait! I only want to touch her face, to wrap my arms around her, to lift her as she has lifted me!”
But, that’s not always appropriate or possible. And, then, as His answer comes to our screams of “what do we do now?”, God sends a sound of a familiar and smooth, calm voice, “it’s alright, Angie. Everything will be alright.” Father God answered the question as soon as it was asked. Echoing from deep within: there is nothing to do, Child, except stay put, and wait for His clarity.
This morning, a bittersweet sadness hovers at the “why’s” of this life … the questions that have no answers … and, I ask our Maker to give a message of love from my heart to hers, and I trust Him to deliver. Our prayers always get answered. He delivers.
Wait for Him.
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