That's so true, so well said. It reminds of this: "Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort,who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God," (2 Corinthians, 3-4 NIV).Thinking of ya'll and praying for healing of your hearts.
Is this in the book 'Turn My Mourning into Dancing'? Have I missed this quote? My eyes are filled with tears, strangely of joy but there is always sorrow with it. Let me ask you a question? Our wounds are not taken away, biblically? My sister and I have often heard and been told, well Davon is healed (he was born with Down Syndrome) and healthy now. But as I have prayed about it and I know that God created DAvon just that way he was, and he was perfect. Maybe not in everyone's eyes, but in ours and God's he was. At 10 mths he had open heart surgery and Sondra says she can't imagine him NOT having his scar, it was a part of him and what God had brought him through. I'm thinking I need to get that book out again and re-read it, maybe this time I won't be under a fog of grief. Thanks Greg for bringing a smile to my face with just this little quote. In God's Love, sheila PS: Can I ask for prayer for Fri.& Sat. God has made a way for me, my sister and mother to go to the Women of Faith conference. Please pray my sister will be able to trust God with her pain. Thank you.
Love the quote- thanks for sharing.
Wow! That is a really cool thought. Thanks for sharing! Also just wanted you to know...I'm praying for you all. :-)Johannah
What a beautiful quote! I love your blog--is helps me in ways I can't explain!God Bless-TiffanyThepiferfamily.blogspot.com
Beautiful. God Bless
Simple, yet profound!! Hope all is well with you and your family!! Love in Christ, Julie
AMEN! to that comment. We, too, lost a baby when I was 7.5 months pregnant. She had a horrible birth defect. Two to three years after losing her, it seemed my "wound" was just as fresh as the day we lost her. But it was time, and God literally healed my broken heart. Not through any specific verse, the Holy Spirit just came over me and healed my broken heart. Then 8 years later, in our Sunday morning worship service, they were playing a video on the screen along with the song "Held" by Nicole Nordeman. I never can bear hearing that song anyway. The images flashing in the video were pencil drawings of Jesus holding an infant child. The two combined nearly killed me. I was sobbing so heavily with tears pouring down my face. Trying not to make a scene, I just put my head head between my knees and stayed in my seat. I was so glad when the service was finally over. That afternoon, my heart was rejoicing dramatically. "Thank you, Lord, that though you have healed my heart, you still allow me to occasionally feel the sting from loss."
...please where can I buy a unicorn?
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