Mercy Remains.

IMG_3313We lost one this week, making this  Holy Week even harder. Making Good Friday all the more difficult to bear.

She was only 23 and leaves behind two little ones, a four-year-old daughter who adores her and a little guy, only months old, that won’t know her … except through stories he hears from his grandparents, aunts and uncles.

Even saying the word overdose angers me. And, for all of us, it comes with the Whys. Then we start to make ourselves insane by questioning … what could I have done to prevent this? I should’ve …. I could’ve … If only I would’ve …

We have to choose. How will we honor her? Do we live in a place of guilt? Anger? Blame? Or do we humble ourselves and accept God’s mercies that surround us on even these worst of days?

The one nugget I’ve been holding onto this week?  That God said He will make beauty from these ashes. No, He promised.

“… and provide for those who grieve in Zion– to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of joy instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair. They will be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the LORD for the display of his splendor.”  ~Isaiah 61:3

Today, I’m choosing to live in hope. And tomorrow, on Easter, we’ll be reminded of the definition of Hope–and how very much God adores each of us. So much that He sacrificed His only son so that our sins might be forgiven. So that we can spend eternity wrapped in His love.

Rest in that merciful love, pretty girl. ;(


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A Faith So Simple

I'm that girl who's always looking for the light, who's gonna tell you never to lose faith. I'm a work in progress every minute of every day ... rarely getting it right but always hoping.