Last night, I talked with a dear friend who lives in another state. She recently lost her precious daughter. As we talked, the pain from our broken hearts spilled over and our tears flowed freely across the miles. Our sobs mingled together as we shared our pain. Her pain is still so raw, it cuts into her heart and somedays it feels like it will kill her. I know...I remember so well. I assure her it will get somewhat easier. It is coming upon 3 years for me. Henri Nouwen wrote, in our own woundedness, we can become a source of life for others. That is all I have ever wanted since Sarahs death, that maybe something good can come from this. I do not desire to spend my life in pettiness or drama. Life is too short and there are too many hurting. God can create beauty from ashes, turn mourning into dancing, and change weeping into joy. If He can use me at all...then so be it. Love to you all dear fb friends. xoxo
Posted on: Tue, 16 Sep 2014 00:09:35 +0000
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