My posts have been irregular. Although I used to consistently write encouraging messages, lately I've been missing in action. In complete transparency, I can share that it's hard for me to write in this painful season watching my mom slowly die of cancer.
Each day brings its own set of unimaginable challenges. Grueling circumstances that I never signed up for. Watching life slip away from my mother who used to be filled with energy and creativity.
Yesterday, was especially difficult. My mom had an appointment to get another MRI of her brain. She suspects her cancer is growing fast. My gut intuition says she is right, but I hope that we're both wrong.
While she was getting her MRI, my sister and I chatted about a tough topic; preparing for our mother's funeral. It's not that our mom is on her deathbed. We're simply thinking ahead.
What I didn't expect was when my sister mentioned that I'm the writer in the family and she asked me if I could write our mom's obituary. Torn by this request, the tears rolled down my cheeks. This may be the most painful writing project that I've ever done. I'm not feeling equipped, especially when my emotions are like a raging river.
In the midst of this heartbreak, I sense God asking me to climb up on His lap. To simply be still as He holds me. That it's alright to let the tears flow. Somewhere in the middle of grief, His peace finds me. So for right now, I will rest in His comfort and love.
Today, if you are struggling with heartbreak and hardships, I pray that Jesus may reveal Himself in such a profound way for you. Be still. Trust you are not alone. His peace surrounds you. He brings calm to your storm.
"You will give us peace, Lord, because everything we have done was by Your Power." Isaiah 26:12 (CEV)
Each day brings its own set of unimaginable challenges. Grueling circumstances that I never signed up for. Watching life slip away from my mother who used to be filled with energy and creativity.
Yesterday, was especially difficult. My mom had an appointment to get another MRI of her brain. She suspects her cancer is growing fast. My gut intuition says she is right, but I hope that we're both wrong.
While she was getting her MRI, my sister and I chatted about a tough topic; preparing for our mother's funeral. It's not that our mom is on her deathbed. We're simply thinking ahead.
What I didn't expect was when my sister mentioned that I'm the writer in the family and she asked me if I could write our mom's obituary. Torn by this request, the tears rolled down my cheeks. This may be the most painful writing project that I've ever done. I'm not feeling equipped, especially when my emotions are like a raging river.
In the midst of this heartbreak, I sense God asking me to climb up on His lap. To simply be still as He holds me. That it's alright to let the tears flow. Somewhere in the middle of grief, His peace finds me. So for right now, I will rest in His comfort and love.
Today, if you are struggling with heartbreak and hardships, I pray that Jesus may reveal Himself in such a profound way for you. Be still. Trust you are not alone. His peace surrounds you. He brings calm to your storm.
"You will give us peace, Lord, because everything we have done was by Your Power." Isaiah 26:12 (CEV)
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