Hello and welcome to Live Life with Hope.
My name is Heidi and I live in Texas with my husband and two of our three daughters.
I am a Christian and my relationship with my Savior, Jesus, is more important to me than any human relationship I may have. My name is written in The Book of Life. I am washed clean by the blood of the Lamb. His blood is the ink used to write my name. It is the same blood that was used the day our Sommer prayed and asked Jesus to forgive her sins. The same blood used to write my husband’s name and our other two daughter’s names. It’s the same blood “ink” that has or will record your name in The Bood of Life. I hope your name is there because one day we will meet in Paradise.
A month after our eldest daughter, Sommer, died of unknown causes I started to write devotionals and send them to about five friends. My friend Anne said she enjoyed opening her email and finding something from me. It was her devotional for the day.
I kept that going for a couple of months and then I found myself crying and crying as I wrote and I became overwhelmed with grief. I took time off from writing with the hope my grief would just go away. That never happened. Why? Because grief is grief and we all experience it in this broken world at some point in our lives. My grief is MY grief and I want you to know that we all grief as differently as the sound of our laughter. It’s okay to grieve. In fact, it’s important. After all, Jesus wept.
He wept over Jerusalem and the death of His friend Lazarus. Jesus wept. So must we.
It’s not a sign of weakness it’s a sign of meekness. Being meek is to be humble and when we are humble we are vulnerable. I don’t know about you but when I am vulnerable I become more dependent on God.
Meekness starts when we put our trust in God. Then, because we trust Him, we commit to Him every aspect of our daily lives to Him.
I hand over my grief, my anxieties, my frustrations, my plans, my relationships, my marriage and my health to my Heavenly Father and He guides me through each day. Even the days I cry for hours. You see, nothing is too big for God to handle.
I have hope because I have Jesus. When people first hear that our daughter just died they ask me how do I get out of bed every day? I say, “It’s because of Jesus.”
You see, I am blessed knowing that Sommer is with Jesus. No doubt about it. I know many people don’t have that blessed assurance. If you are one who has no hope then I invite you to come along as I walk through my grief and share my hope. Which is greater, faith, hope or love? God’s word tells us love is greater and I agree. However, when I have hope my faith becomes stronger and love becomes my guide.
“For God so loved the world He gave His Only begotten Son….” John 3:16
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Blessings on your day!