We, Not He and I

Thank you to my friend for sending this my way. I had not yet heard this song. As I listened and read the lyrics, my prayer is that the "we" will include my "Hoss" . It has been a long road, but what I have come to realize is that God's plan is not mine. The road we travel seems so deep at times.

And lonely.

And sad.

And full of bruises and skinned knees.

But our God is so much more concerned with our Spiritual walk than our physical needs. And, boy, does He know how much Mr. Cartwright and I need to continue to be conformed to His image.

Yesterday I heard this quote from Paul Pennington, "Adoption is not about meeting your own needs. It is about being conformed to the image of Christ." I must remember this.

A Sudden Encouragement

This has encouraged me greatly today. There are times you know God sends things your way, knowing you need help and mercy. This is one of those times.

Dream or Reality?

I arrived home on Tuesday evening from Tennessee and my emotions immediately hit me head on.

I felt as if the last 3 weeks have been a dream of some sort...like everything would be back to normal soon.

This is not to be. Mom is gone forever from this earth and I am sad. Every day I think of something I need to tell her and desperately want to call her, but she will not answer her phone.

Although I am melancholy, I still have hope eternal. This hope comes from knowing the Creator, my Sustainer. He has given eternal life to all who come to Him by faith. Mom is experiencing joy and peace everlasting.

I am sad. So sad, I cannot express it at times. But I know deep down inside that I will see Mom again.

She isn't dead; she is alive. She didn't die forever; she just moved from one home to the next.

And I know I will be with her again.

One thing mom's death has done for me: I fear death less and hope for heaven more.

May these thoughts remain forever.