“Mom, does God change?” “Nope, the Bible says He is the same yesterday, today, and forever. He does not change.” “Oh, ok. I saw that somewhere, and I wondered if it was true.” They still ask me what is true. The weight and the joy of that sit on me heavy. They read it but did not believe. Until the words came from my lips. The confirmation of what is true. Little hearts looking to mine to decipher truth. Truth. Their searching gaze and seeking minds are tethered to mine. My heart. Often bent towards the wrong things. At times wishy washy and out of focus. My heart that has been broken and remade- that should know the power of God as much as anyone. But still I forget. The daily grind leaving a film of dust that blocks my view. But the tethering. The tying of my heart to Jesus. The invisible line that connects my very soul to the Word of God- the Truth. I turn it over in ...
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...