For a time such as this

A friend of mine mother passed away a few weeks ago. Her mother passed very unexpectedly in a car wreck. My friend is about half way through her 3rd pregnancy. As soon as I found out I was just broken. All the memories of my momma passing away came flooding back as I tried to think about what my friend was feeling and going through. I immediately started praying. Praying for God to just wrap His arms around her and that all the prayers that I knew were being prayed on her behalf would be felt by her and her family.

The next day Kent and I were talking about it. He said that of all the people he knew I would be the most able to minister to her. Since I am fresh from losing my momma, but still far enough out of it to see more clearly.

I was talking to my friend Wednesday at church and she told me that of all the cards she had gotten that she really appreciated mine, because she knew where it was coming from. We talked and she shared some personal things with me. I told her that it doesn't necessarily get easier, but some days are easier than others. You long to talk and share with your mom, but can't.

I think for myself, I have grieved and come to a peace about things. But where I still hurt and cry over is my children. How they will never know their Gramsie like I did. I still mourn for them.

I am coming to see how God has used my momma's death for good. For His glory. In the wake of her death, it was hard to see it. I knew it would come, but at that time your whole reality is blurred. That's where my friend is at now. She knows God is good and He doesn't make mistakes. But in the same thought, she wants her mom back. She wants her kids' grandmother back.

That's why trails are called valleys. It's hard to see the Son with the mountains are in the way. But the longer you carry on, the more of the Son you can see.