Today, I don’t have any words. They are locked in my heart and won’t come out. I have some people on my heart that my mind is wrapped around and they are all I can think about. Howard, the kindest, sweetest hearted man God has ever put in my life. Well, he and his wife will be dealing with the tumors they found yesterday in his liver and kidney. Chloe, a delicate, beautiful seven year old girl went to heaven last week and with an innocence and wisdom far beyond her years, pointed many to the unselfishness we should all aspire to. I am thinking about her family missing her. Jake’s friend Kent, a man I came to know, almost three years ago as we worked together in Jake’s old truck, will get his knee fixed this week. And then there you go, my Josh, ready to finish up his service to his country, spending one more blessed Christmas season with his soldiers in a land they are charged to protect.
It’s times like this that I know of only three things to do; have faith on the bigger plan that God promises, ask for the strength to live this day, the one I am in, in a way that honors Him, and in Howard’s words yesterday, “count my blessings”. I’ve found nothing else that makes better sense.
Bible quote: In this you greatly rejoice, though now for a little while you may have had to suffer grief in all kinds of trials. These have come so that your faith–of greater worth than gold, which perishes even though refined by fire–may be proved genuine