HOPE IN GRIEF: When you start to see that the forest is not a mirage, you begin to see past the trees...
& worship is part of my journey again... Two blog posts ago, I shared about not being able to "see for forest for the trees." Progress is a journey, so I bring hope in this post. I may not see the forest, but I can see a wooded area. The desert is a long hot, ugly hike, but the trees give shade and rest. My brother knew a lot about hiking! He was on a journey to hike the AT a chunk at a time. He found his peace in the forest. And now I can see that in this inexpressible loss, hope is no longer just a mirage, there is water... Two years ago when I fell in love with the song Oceans, by Hillsong United, I knew I had been in deep waters (Psalm 42:7) before and God had carried me. I knew I would soon be letting go of one to Honduras, and two nearing college. I knew I had a lot to learn. I felt confident that God had given this song to me at that time to point me back to the truth that He is always with me. Be strong and ...