Life is not fair. I kept uttering these words. It's not fair that 2 weeks ago I had to let go of one of my best friends from church to be with Jesus. It's not fair. It's not fair that on Oct. 2nd my kids Mema went to be with the Lord. It's not fair. It's not fair that Wyatt Snider my son's best friend and as he called him “big brother” went to be with Jesus on Oct. 3rd. It's not fair. It's not fair to walk in a room full of teenagers mourning their friend and to us parents "our son" and not be able to fix it. It's not fair. It's not fair that we have to keep going it's not fair my son cried over and over, to hear the moaning and groaning of the people around us and feeling helpless. It's not fair. It’s not fair that I have to go and tell my kids their Wyatt has passed. All I can do is hold them and love them. It's not fair. It's not fair that my 7 year old says why do people keep dying? It's not fair.
How as parent am I to hold my child and tell them it will be ok when I'm not sure in this moment? How am I to be strength when I barely got a second to mourn our grandmother? How am I to stay afloat when I keep going under in waves? I remember crying on my way to get Devan yesterday and just asking why, it's not fair. Songs came to me amazing Grace and Hallelujah Thine the Glory. I sang them to my son and told him God will get the glory it won't be stolen from us.
Ecclesiastes 9:1-12 talks of how death comes to us all that we should enjoy life today and live to the fullest, that sometimes even the fastest strongest and purest stoll fall in the category of we all pass.
But GOD! We know God we can hold fast to his promises and love him and know he loves us and we will run our race to see him. We know that he holds our promises and that he is our great comforter. God has promised goodness and I’m holding
fast. God has promised peace and I'm living in it. I'm holding God's promises and praying for peace for all involved. Last night we held our kids we talked and we laid in our room and watched a movie and just basked in the moment of being a family and holding dear to one another and keep others in prayer.
Remember if God is for us who can be against us. We are His and He is ours. We are the church and when one part hurts we all hurt when one rejoices we all rejoice. Keep believing and keep pushing in. I love you all. I pray God's peace finds you today. I pray his Son warms your soul. Lord today we cry out to you. For the lost, for the hurt, for forgiveness, and for mercy. You are a very good God and father and we will not turn from you when tragedy strikes. We will push further in and know you are with us. Lord we pray you lift our sorrows today in Jesus name. Amen
Psalms 23 has been on my heart since 4 days before Leeda passed and he keeps bringing it up to me. I pray you find peace in his word and hold right to Psalms 23.
The Lord is my shepherd;
I shall not want.
2 He makes me to lie down in green pastures;
He leads me beside the still waters.
3 He restores my soul;
He leads me in the paths of righteousness
For His name’s sake.
4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil;
For You are with me;
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.
5 You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; You anoint my head with oil;
My cup runs over.
6 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me
All the days of my life;
And I will dwell in the house of the Lord Forever.