I am grateful for my daughter's profound impact on my life, even though she is now with Jesus. Her memories accompany me constantly as I navigate this earthly journey. The expansion of my mind, similar to pants stretching to accommodate added inches, marked an irreversible transformation upon her arrival into this world. Her lasting impact on me is unmistakably etched in the imprints of love upon my heart.
Gratitude becomes a complex concept in the face of devastating loss. Yet, within the depths of grief, I find peace in the constant presence of the Lord. He has not abandoned me but has become a wellspring of strength in my sorrow.
Consciously choosing not to overlook the exquisite beauty in life's simple yet meaningful moments. I embrace the peaceful beauty of the sunrise, the precious gift of laughter, and the comforting warmth of a loving hug. This unwavering commitment acts as a barrier to the spread of pain, protecting the kindness and compassion that define the essence of my being. Instead of resisting pain, I welcome it as a catalyst for personal growth, shaping my heart to balance both grief and love.
A sense of compelled surrender washes over me when faced with an immense struggle.
Resting in this embrace becomes a refuge, protecting me from the storms that threaten to consume me.
Navigating the delicate balance between grief and gratitude, loss and love, I unearth a profound beauty. This journey is a testament to the unwavering strength of the human spirit and the enduring power of love that transcends the boundaries separating life and eternity.
God is our refuge and strength, always ready to help in times of trouble. So we will not fear when earthquakes come and the mountains crumble into the sea. Let the oceans roar and foam. Let the mountains tremble as the waters surge!
Psalm 46:1-3 NLT