It is with (Awe), a feeling of reverential respect mixed with both fear and wonder, to realize how wonderful God is. What simply began as a dedication, to the memory of a son’s passing evolved into an assignment by God for me to complete.
To just say that He put me to work would indeed be an understatement! I did not believe God would require me to work, at such a time as this. Rather, I desired that He would grant me respite, leaving me to myself to grieve and indulge in unrestrained, but deserved sorrow and self-pity.
The Lord sent me to a construction site in much need of major repair. Only He knew where to begin. I could not have imagined there were so many areas needing attention. Some sites required more work than I would have thought necessary. He walked with me to and through each. I was in a hurry; He was not and slowed me down often, but then, I was on His job, not the other way around. We are each borrowed from the earth, and must at God’s appointed time; be returned to the ground. Loved ones, friends and families are placed in our life for a time and purpose He chooses. Journeys of grief we all will travel but, be of good cheer. He has promised never to leave us.
… and let us run with patience the race that is set before us,
…And when He had said these things, he cried, He that hath ears to hear, let him hear.