Yesterday was my first time to cry since dropping my husband off on Monday at the farm and driving away. Hearing those words from God…it’s time to leave Him there. No was racing through my mind as I was shaking my head with tears flowing. I walked into church knowing I was going to have …
Sarah Elizabeth Morgan
The first week leading up to Christmas was very quiet with the kids being at their dad’s until Friday.
You don’t realize the empty void your children fill until they are gone from under your wing.
I don’t know what it’s like to have one move out after they finish high school like it’s intended to be…I only know the brokenness that comes with the one that leaves before their time.
And I know it in a way that is different from my husband.
My son left from under my wing at 13, but my husband’s daughters left at 16 and 17 for eternity.
There are times I can’t fold clothes without crying because I know there should be an extra pile…I’m sure he’s had little reminders of sadness like this for the past 22 years too.
There should always be one extra…and in his case two.
I cry writing this because it’s truly been a season of why, Lord…was there no other way?
But He just keeps saying this is the way…trust me.
I have to believe his word is true when he says that He works all things out for the good to those that love Him.
So that’s what I do…that’s what we do…we trust that there is a purpose from our greatest pain.
Even if we afflicted some of the pain on ourselves.
I still don’t get to see my eldest as often as I’d like. I look forward to the holidays when I get to see his face, hear him laugh, and hold him close.
Today I enjoyed seeing my son…a gift my husband longs for that I have and he doesn’t…a day would be enough for him.
If only he could hear their voice, see their smile, or touch the warmth of their skin one more time.
If you’ve read this far…Do you have this gift? Are your children still within reach?
Don’t take it for granted as I once did…you never know what the next season will bring.
Hold them close and cherish the simplest of moments.
The Bible says we do not know what will happen tomorrow! Our life is like a mist. You can see it for a short time, but then it goes away.
A few months back a friend messaged me and said the Holy Spirit was having her pray that my husband would be surrounded by Godly men.
I was in total agreement with her…this was a need. He needed men that would love unconditionally and with compassion in this season of life.
I was once told by a pastor I needed to stay far away from my now husband because he was wicked…but God kept drawing me near to him.
The Lord has had me love him when he hasn’t been so lovable…with the same love Christ has had for me.
From the outside looking in, from the small town talk, I could see why he would call him wicked…but does that mean we need to have the same spirit Jonah had towards Nineveh?
I’m learning it’s God who decides who is worthy of his grace and redemption…not me.
We are told in the Word that iron sharpens iron.
The Lord has answered…and well you can see the smile on my husband’s face as he is surrounded by these men whose families have become our family.
Here’s the thing…the devil wants to isolate and destroy people. Not to hurt us, but to hurt God who loves us and wants to see the people He loves delivered and restored.
Look around. There are people today spending Christmas Eve alone debating on if they should even live another day or take their life.
Christ came this season for them…to give hope for a future.
Do you see someone in need of a friendship? In need of Christ? Someone who needs to feel God’s love flow from you to them?
Don’t miss the blessing of a friendship that can bring one redemption and restoration.
It could be a spouse, a child’s teacher, a neighbor, a co-worker, a brother or a sister…ask the Holy Spirit who he’d have you befriend this coming season.
Show up…be intentional and spread God’s love.