Infant loss, trust, miscarriage and hope. the journey of our grief and restoration....
Sunday, April 24, 2011
An Easter Story
I was lost.
He found me.
I was aching.
He held me.
I was immobilized and numb.
He stirred me.
I was confused.
He showed me.
I was worried.
He comforted me.
I was dirty.
He washed me.
I was without purpose.
He guided me.
I was condemned.
He rescued me.
This was not a specific moment of my life, but a continuous process that I walk. He does it day after day after day because I fall, retreat, hide and forget.
He reminds me with His love that He paid the price once and for all, yet He continually comes to my side and pursues me.......
My Easter Story is just beginning....the sun is rising in my life....
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