There is no doubt that the past two weeks have been hard on me and my family. Tucker broke down again tonight when we prayed for God to tell Nana hello from us. He did not get to spend a lot of time with her the past two years, but he knew she was there and I think that he thought about her a lot more often that I thought he did.
Life is strange, you live for 34 years with a mother, who may or may not have taken the best care or had the most interest in you. Then all of the sudden she's gone, yet life moves on.
Brad and I are going to the Gator Bowl with some friends this weekend and I will be able to spend time with my precious friend Callie, and her mom, who have both impacted my life in so many ways I can't even list them here. This visit is giving me a new hope that I will be able to move on, to rise out of this quick sand full of grief. These little bursts of hope are really what life is all about. You live for the next good thing to happen in your life, so that you can try to forget the negative that has happened in the past. One thing is for certain, to have hope you must first have faith. Without Faith in eternity, provided to us by the ultimate sacrifice of Christ himself, there would be no hope for our future. What joy would there be in moving on with your life after a tragedy? I am grateful to God for my Faith and Hope in tomorrow and so thankful to be blessed with today.
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