Four times in the my life, nine months meant the most precious gift was waiting for me at the finish line.
Today, marks nine months without Mama. A very different nine months than when you are waiting for a baby,and I have a feeling we aren't even close to the finish line.
Really it has been nine months of surviving.
My Dad has this posted on his refrigerator. I am pretty sure it's how he keeps going. I am pretty sure it's how we all keep going.
Q: What is your only comfort in life and in death?
A: That I am not my own, but belong body and soul, in life and in death to my faithful Savior, Jesus Christ. He has fully paid for all my sins with his precious blood, and has set me free from the tyranny of the devil. He also watches over me in such a way that not a hair can fall from my head without the will of my Father in heaven; in fact, all things must work together for my salvation. Because I belong to him, Christ, by his Holy Spirit, assures me of eternal life and make me wholeheartedly wiling and ready from now on to live for him.
My dearest friend, and in house therapist, shared this quote with me on Sunday, and we decided it has been the theme of my 2012-2013.
'Sometimes the healing is in aching'
Happy Aching, Happy Healing,
~Sara
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