On the beach outside of Wilmington, North Carolina Walking by beautiful houses all in a row with perfect white porch rails and muted pastel colors. Each house sitting up tall and peeking over the dunes as if to get a look at this great thing we call the sea. The sunlight glistening all bright and shiny with an almost silvery trail through the water as it begins to rise. So powerful and majestic. White foamy waves crashing gently on the shore. Giving just a hint of the strength that lies beneath. But their gentle whisper is calming and soothing to the soul. Washing away anything ugly on the shores and leaving behind colorful, sparkling treasures for curious little ones to find in the sand. And it reminds me of You. I see but the surface of You. Only a hint of the greatness and power that lies within is evident to my frail, human eyes. But what I can see is so awe inspiring. Heart quieting. Be still my raging thoughts! Hear the sweet whisp...
I have never wanted to be a blogger until this morning (10/23/10). For some reason I awoke feeling the need to share this journey. My four year old daughter was killed in a tragic car accident on October 8th, 2010 when our car was struck by a teen on marijuana. This blog is a small window into the brokenness of my heart and perhaps... one day, the healing. Do not mistake this for theological discourse. Jesus, not our circumstances, equals perfect theology. Be warned, this is raw...