• 25Aug
    Categories: Grieving Comments: 2

    I hang up the phone.  It hurts to remember and a wail is torn from my throat as I realize anew that I am/was helpless to protect the one I love.  There was so much we didn’t know . . .

    I remember the peace we felt going in to the surgery, I see the way God hid bits and pieces of information from us, I marvel at the many choices that got us to that point, and I wonder, “and who knoweth whether thou art come to the kingdom for such a time as this? Esther 4:14” Somehow I must hang on tight to God’s sovereignty and trust His love for me.

    (Excerpts from Psalm 102)

    Hear my prayer, O Lord, and let my cry come unto thee.

    Hide not thy face from me in the day when I am in trouble; incline thine ear unto me: in the day when I call answer me speedily.

    For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth.

    My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread.

    By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.

    My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass.

    But thou, O Lord, shalt endure for ever; and thy remembrance unto all generations.

    He will regard the prayer of the destitute, and not despise their prayer.

    This shall be written for the generation to come: and the people which shall be created shall praise the Lord.

     

2 Comments to Such a Time as This

  • But Thou, o Lord, shalt endure for ever…. You know the way that I take……
    I will lean hard on You… You will comfort me, guide me, sustain me… through every situation I have to face.

    Help me to focus on You. Help me to know how to care for the children well. I look to You for your help daily.

    I thank You, Lord, in anticipation of Your revealing your love to me. -Liisa.

    Lovingly sent by Gramma Ewing.