On the anniversary of my husband's death
God has been so close to the brokenhearted. He has been my comfort when I have felt nothing but sorrow. He has been my rock when I wondered how I would make it. He has been my strength when I have felt so weak. He has been my peace when things just didn't make sense. He has whispered words of encouragement to my soul. He has reminded me that He would never leave me. He has been my umbrella in the midst of the biggest storm of my life. He has been my nourishment in what seems like a dry and barren time. He has been my light when it seems so dark.
This earth truly is not our home. Some may live to 80 and others may die young but we will all stand before God one day. What we do on earth and how we live our life really does effect where we will spend eternity. I am thankful that when my husband died the words I know he must have heard from God were "well done my good and faithful servant." And those are the words I want to hear one day as well.
Church I attend: http://www.firstupcsa.org/
I missed you the day you died. I have missed you every day since. And I will miss you until I take my last breath.