

The thought has crossed my mind, What if something were to happen to one of my children? What would I do if I lost one of them? I knew that I would lay down and die, I wouldnt have a choice. surely thats what would happen. I assumed GOD knew this and didnt hand me what I could not take.
The day I found out I that my baby would not survive was the day I realized just how strong I really was. This doesnt mean that i didnt want to lay down and die because I most certainly did. But I knew I had 3 litttle boys waiting at home for me to feed them to bathe them and to love them. My life had to go on.
I walked through months of my life in a haze. But I walked. I spent a number of days in bed and in tears but I got up and walked again. Not only have I walked, but I have fought.
I have fought to live through an unbearable heartbreak and I have fought Cancer. and I am winning.
I no longer feel that GOD is sparing me, I feel like he has given me an enormous cross to carry. I cant even begin to understand why he would do this to me, but I am told that in time he will show me why it has to be this way. I have faith so I will wait (not patiently) for his explanation. I think he owes me that.
This is the day I put my trust and faith in the lord.
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