...for our sins, you endured the cross and the grave…

I watch,

As soldiers meticulously move

Executing each terrible, torturous task.

We know that we can have hope amid the darkest moments of life. We know that we are not forsaken but beloved by God.

As I entered my 50’s, my world fell apart. So I put it on autopilot and started doing my thing.

All I remember is starting the scooter. I woke up in the hospital the next day.

I am no longer terrified. Thank You Jesus and this Chistian community.

God was with us.

To lament is to FEEL and to express those feelings.

What can I do now?

As we journey through the valleys, may our hearts be drawn closer to the One who is our salvation and our Lord and Savior.

Grief has torn at our hearts in recent years with the loss of loved ones and our own life-threatening health issues.