“What Are You Reading?” Wednesday

I just recently finished reading Looking for Salvation at the Dairy Queen by Susan Gregg Gilmore. It was fairly enjoyable, but I can’t say it’s a book that I just loved or would encourage others to read. I would probably give it a three out of five.

Yesterday, I started reading another book; Moses-Steps to a Life of Faith by Bob Saffrin. This book is really good so far. I am currently involved in a Bible study on the Life of Moses, so maybe that's why I'm enjoying this book so much! Moses was an amazing man, and we can learn so much from his life!

What are you reading this week?? Feel free to share!

Trusting His Plan,
Sandra

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Monday’s Memory

He was such a good Daddy!

He was such a good Daddy!

Monday’s Memory

Jake went to prom this past weekend, and it made me think back to the time when he was “helping” Katie get ready for her prom. 🙂 Happy Monday!

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“What Are You Reading?” Wednesday

I just finished reading Lament for a Son by Nicholas Wolterstorff. It is a book that Katie gave to me. She had to read it for a class, and said she thought I might like to read it. I am glad that I did. The book is written by a man who lost his 25 year old son. It expresses his thoughts and feelings as he walks through his grief. Although his grief is from the loss of a son and my grief is from the loss of a husband, the Lord used this book to show me that all grief is the same….yet all grief is different.

All who grieve after the death of a loved one seem to go through the same emotions. Emotions that cannot truly be understood unless you, too, have experienced this huge loss and life-change. As I read Mr. Wolterstorff’s words, I could really identify with his pain and so many of his thoughts. I found myself thinking, “I know exactly what you mean.” Those of us who have lost someone so close to us are kindred spirits…we know how one another feels.

At the same time, grief is different and unique for each of us. No one can possibly understand the one-of-a-kind relationship that Greg and I had even if they, too, have lost their spouse. No one can understand how deeply that loss has affected me and how my life and world have been completely altered. Nor can I possibly understand how others affected by loss..even the loss of a spouse…feel or have had their entire lives altered. Those of us who have lost someone so close to us are kindred spirits…but we can never know how one another feels.

This is one of my favorite passages from the book:

“To believe in Christ’s rising and death’s dying is also to live with the power and the challenge to rise up now from all our dark graves of suffering love. If sympathy for the world’s wounds is not enlarged by our anguish, if love for those around us is not expanded, if gratitude for what is good does not flame up, if insight is not deepened, if commitment to what is important is not strengthened, if aching for a new day is not intensified, if hope is weakened and faith diminished, if from the experience of death comes nothing good, then death has won. Then death, be proud. So, I shall struggle to live the reality of Christ’s rising and death’s dying. In my living, my son’s dying will not be the last word. But as I rise up, I bear the wounds of his death. My rising does not remove them. They mark me.”

I’d love to hear what you’ve been reading lately! Feel free to share!!

Trusting His Plan,
Sandra

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Thanks For Lending Your Faith And Hope!

I received this GriefShare email, and the words are so true. Just wanted to share it and thank all of my friends and family for walking beside me, praying for me, encouraging me, taking care of my children and me as we walk this journey of grief and healing. Thank you for lending us your faith and hope!

“Faith is what carries you through,” says Dr. H. Norman Wright. “It is vital. But the problem is, during an intense loss or trauma or crisis sometimes you wonder, ‘Where is my faith? Where is my hope?’ And that’s when you need somebody else to walk alongside you and say, ‘Let me lend you my faith and my hope until your own comes back again.’”

A strong Christian friend will be invaluable on your grief journey. This friend will listen, be available, and uphold you in prayer. He or she will spur you on to a deeper relationship with Christ.

“I long to see you so that I may impart to you some spiritual gift to make you strong—that is, that you and I may be mutually encouraged by each other’s faith” (Romans 1:11-12).

Your friend, in turn, will grow and be blessed by the almighty God who greatly rewards those who follow His commands.

Trusting His Plan,
Sandra

Monday’s Memory

Easter 2000

Easter 2000

Love Is Not Always Pretty, But It Is Always Beautiful!

I sat down this morning to write a post about Good Friday. A day that humbles me and brings me to tears as I think what Jesus did for me. For me! I will never get over the fact that He did what He did….for me. The pain, the humiliation, the agony, the injustice, the cruelty that He endured for me. I just could find no words, then I remembered the post I wrote on Good Friday last year and I believe it really captures my feelings on this day. I pray that you spend some time today reflecting and thanking Jesus for His great love for you.

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Good Friday…..it’s always seemed like sort of an ironic name for the day that we celebrate today. The day that Jesus was crucified. The day that He was mocked and humiliated. The day that He was killed. Really…..we call that day good??? And if that were all that had happened on that day, there would have been nothing good about it. The sadness, the pain, the cruelty, the ugliness, the violence, the suffering, the blood, the agony, the gore, the tears….nothing good about that day. It was not pretty.

BUT, that’s not all that day was about. That day represents freedom, grace, mercy, healing, redemption and LOVE! Jesus willingly went to the cross. He willingly took my sin upon Himself. He willingly took the spikes in His hands and feet, and the spear in His side to pay the debt that I owed, but that I could never, ever pay…

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