As I am journeying through the grief process, the “rivers of difficulty” that God promises will “not drown” me (Isaiah 43:2), I continue to be amazed how God is “making a pathway through the wilderness” and “creating rivers in the dry wasteland”. He indeed is doing something new (Isaiah 43:19). He has allowed me to
Our God is so good. Recently He pointed me to Isaiah 43. He reminded me that as I go through the high waters I will not drown, and as I go through the fires, I will not be consumed because He is my Savior and Lord, and He is with me. Not only will
“For in grief nothing ‘stays put.’ One keeps on emerging from a phase, but it always recurs. Round and round. Everything repeats. Am I going in circles, or dare I hope I am on a spiral? But if a spiral, am I going up or down it? How often — will it be for always?