Showing posts with label Grief Scars.... Show all posts
Showing posts with label Grief Scars.... Show all posts

Friday, August 3, 2012

Friday's Faith - Finally Free










Finally Free


Our child went into the far country
Seeking to follow the will of her own.
And I? I had to let her go
Knowing her life was only ours by loan.

Powerless. Helpless.
Trusting the Hound of Heaven to redress.
Praying for safety for her body, spirit, and soul:
God swiftly intervened and made her whole...


It was not in the way that I had willed,
As my precious little one was brutally killed.
But I know this is not all of the story,
For the Hound of Heaven did rescue, and took her to Glory.


And I?
Grief-stricken. Weak. Wounded.
Life disrupted. Death-consumed.
Assumptions shattered
Of all that mattered.
Heart splattered.
Mind battered.
Insomniac.
Anxiety attack.


And yet…

Comforted. Soothed. God-met.
Held, Accompanied,
Challenged, Restored daily, Renovated. 
Daily before God standing in need,
He faithfully meets me there, I will concede.


Scarred, limping, heart-broken,
But O so thankful to God for yielding 
His Own Child for mine, to be broken.


Now it is mine to faithful be
Until I too reach the shores of Eternity
Where God the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost will be
Setting souls once captive to Satan, Sin, and Death…
Finally Free.
















Pictures: Top picture, thanks to Jill's photos, Bottom picture thanks to 365Promises.com

Friday, April 6, 2012

Saturday's Sayings - Grief Scars...







Saturday' Sayings


Grief Scars...





The Gift Of Knowing You


There are gifts of many treasures

For both the young and old,

From the tiniest little trinkets

To great boxes filled with gold.


But, put them all together

And they could not stand in lieu,

Of the greatest gift of all

The gift of knowing you.


When your times are filled with troubles

Sadness, grief, or even doubt,

When all those things you planned on

Just aren't turning out.


Just turn and look behind you

From the place at which you stand,

And look for me through the shadows

And reach out for my hand.


I will lift from you your burden

And cry for you your tears,

Bear the pain of all your sorrows

Though it may be for a thousand years.


For in the end I would be happy

To have helped you start anew,

It's a small price to pay

For the gift of knowing you.


~ Dave Stout

By: Just BE



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”It's a lie to say you've let go of the past. The past is made up of our memories and nobody lets go of memories. Each tear is an unforgettable memory. Each smile is an undeniable mark. Each heartbeat is an un-erasable scar because really, there's no such thing as forgetting. Only acceptance.”


~via Just BE




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When you genuinely love a person, you are willing to learn the song that they carry in their heart. To walk with them, singing, dancing, and sharing the journey...

And if a day should come when they have forgotten the lyrics, the melody, and the song...

That is when you are a real friend to them and you can sing it to them ... to remind them that they are loved...Always.



~via Just BE




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Let the love and light of God's Kingdom radiate through you until all who look upon you shall be illumined by its reflection.


~A. B.



~via Just BE



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‎"Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It's not."

~ Dr. Seuss, The Lorax

~via Grieving Mother, F.B.



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Peace in Heaven


You're peacefully

now sleeping

In a world of purest light,

Where angels sing

their sweet refrain

And where everything

shines bright.


Beside the tranquil waters

You walk along each day,

Where the blossoms

are so beautiful

With the colors they display.


You're so very dearly thought of

And every precious memory,

Has left a lovely rainbow

That will last eternally.




~From Grieving Mother, Melody Hill, lovingly sent to me on Merry Katherine's birthday

Thank you, Melody!




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For Fun. . .


~Thanks to Grieving Mother, Melody Hill



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Pictures, thanks to Jill Compton, Darlene Thomas, Just BE, and Melody Hill