"Weeping may tarry on all through the night, but your joy comes in the morning" Psalm 30:5
i kept seeing her broken body, holding it, pleading with God and whispering courage to her, to be brave...isnt that what she whispered to me when I needed courage...all the images, breaking my heart in the night.
I guess letting go will be a process 😔 ... isnt grief, love persevering?
...she gave me my first bath, I helped give her her last, with this beautiful angel who came to help, lovingly bathing her broken body.
Oh how i need jesus to come and heal this brokenness I I feel
…sitting in my sorrow…in the quiet now, i play a song that Katie sent me and the words go deep…Jesus you’re close
“When i’m feeling low
and my heart is weak
i know you have the strength
to carry me
When i’m broken down
and i’m filled with grief
i know you’re far beyond
what my mind conceives
As I look beyond the cares of life
I can feel your heart
Through the pain and strife
As I look beyond the cares of life
I can feel your heart
feel you wash my sight
i can feel your heart
feel you offer life
you lead me to the water, sweet water
the water of life
when i am sinking, you lift me
up out of the night “
-feeling low-will regan
It's raining and quiet here in SF, a pitter patter of little foot steps across the floor, a part of my healing comes to me in the precious form of little Lucy Renee and she sits quietly with me, some how knowing the sadness of my heart and I am again comforted.
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