Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

He holds me...

His voice whispers my name while He holds me so I have hope. I cried out to Him, most times not even knowing what to pray. And He answered, held me up and set my feet on solid ground. True hope does not succumb to despair, this hope that I have found sees the goodness He is working through our journey. No matter what the storm is, He is faithful even when we are faithless.

His love fills my heart and the hope He gives makes way for peace. Peace I have in knowing one day I will hold our son whole and healthy. That there is an eternity far greater than anything I can see or imagine this side of the veil. Peace that when I don't know and can't find the answers I can give it all to Him the comforter. The unexplainable comfort I have in my heart is from Him and Him alone.


Now may our Lord Jesus Christ himself and God our Father, who loved us and by his grace gave us eternal comfort and a wonderful hope, comfort you and strengthen you in every good thing you do and say. 2 Thessalonians 2:16-17

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