“When the night is holding on to me,
God is holding on”
King of my Heart by Sarah and John Mark McMillan
So I’ve been in a funk lately, really missing Philip, sorrow bubbling up. The thing is just as I give in to the sorrow, I am reminded that life’s challenges don’t take a vacation when you’re grieving.
Grief’s sorrow, Breast cancer close to home again, family hunting accidents… It’s kind of funny that I found a house long crack in the foundation of my house yesterday; a bit of a metaphor for my life these days don’t you think?
Fortunately, there is only a crack in my emotional foundation. My true Foundation tells me that when it seems close to more than I can bear, it’s probably true but it is NOT more than He can handle. Another metaphor perhaps because He is the handle I am holding on to… good thing is though, I don’t need to hold on to Jesus because He’s already holding on to me in His sure and powerful double grip.
Life’s challenges meet my Jesus.
Anne
September 6, 2021
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