At His Feet

My mom died. I still can’t quite believe it. Have you seen those movies where a terrible battle has taken place? In the end there is rubble…there is nothing. It’s quiet, bleak, and barren. That’s how it seemed to us. Everything changed that awful Tuesday night.

But God. Through it all, God has been with me. In fact, God’s fingerprints have been all over this journey -from my sudden decision to retire early to Mom’s illness to today. Through every confusing, painful moment, God has shown up and scattered joy in my path. One of the best things to come from this heartbreak is it knocked me from the shabby throne I’d built myself alongside His. I was knocked to the ground and found myself at His feet. And I never want to leave that Holy Place.

I marvel at His ability to shine light in dark places, to sow joy, peace, and hope, and to bring beauty out of devastation.

I wish you His Joy in your journey!

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