sleepless night
...the spirit stirred me in my sleep as i grieved the loss of a beautiful angel in our community. instead of the usual, "why would God do something like this?" i was overwhelmed with my Father's grief for his children. i sense deeply that His Kingdom is so much bigger than these questions and this is what came of my thoughts as i grieve with jeremy and lori...
senses
i feel your tears fall like raindrops around me, as you take on your children's pain
i see the intricate details of a beautiful butterfly, but i can not fathom the complexities of your hand.
i hear your voice echoing through the mountains of your immeasurable love for us.
i sense your kingdom in the here and now.
i feel your touch in each and every comforting hug and smile.
i see your presence in a community who mourns.
i hear the erie silence of a newborn baby and the loud cries of those who love her.
i sense your tiny little miracle is at peace in you, her creator's hands.
for isabel
much ado about nothing
To love another person is to see the face of God. --Les Miserables