04/06/2025
Some days, as I mourn the loss of my husband, I feel like I'm barely hanging on -- like this tree limb. During those, my weakest days, I lean HEAVILY on the Lord, trusting He will keep me from falling to the ground. I might not observe myself gaining strength or growing, but when the next morning comes, the pain subsides a bit, and I breathe easier. Then, I know two things: He walked with me through it, and my joy and serenity muscles were fortified.