tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2809393053053740938.post8395056393299566380..comments2023-03-26T07:55:27.694-07:00Comments on Loving Laynee: I Am WeakAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10375070245303834905noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2809393053053740938.post-2303021908169163782012-01-23T09:30:07.660-08:002012-01-23T09:30:07.660-08:00"Time itself becomes a destructive force, wea..."Time itself becomes a destructive force, wearing down a man's ability to hold out and intensifying the suffering to an inhuman level." {Claus Westermann}<br /><br />Which I know, all too well. As do you, Karol. <br /><br />However - along with you, I cling, cling, cling to the Unseen Things. Every day, I remember that Satan has forgotten (or chooses to ignore) that time is an hour-glass. It isn't going on forever, like some digital clock flipping endlessly through blinking numbers. The sand will run out, the End will come, and then - we shall see.<br /><br />Because in the End, while we are enjoying the Forever our Father has planned, Satan will be in his forever, too. And he will know just how we feel now. And he will never, ever forget it. Not for a second.<br /><br />Meanwhile:<br /><br />"Let me hear in the morning <br />of Your steadfast love<br />for in You I trust.<br /><br />Make me know the way I should go,<br />for to You<br />I lift up my soul."<br /><br />Lead on, O King Eternal. Make us able, and sooner than we think, take us Home.<br /><br />In the fight with you,<br /><br />Cathy in MissouriGroveshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14867095709948739457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2809393053053740938.post-81470665129325572602012-01-22T16:19:24.771-08:002012-01-22T16:19:24.771-08:00Bless your heart. I understand just about everythi...Bless your heart. I understand just about everything you have written. Time moves on, but we do not forget. The "scars" from a traumatic experience are forever seared on our delicate hearts (until we meet Jesus). I will be praying for peace. That you don't overwhelm yourself with too much activity. While it is good to keep busy, perhaps it just covers what needs to be dealt with? This isn't to say you are dealing with and coping with your grief, and I apologize if I have offended you--not my intention. :o) Sometimes, I think though, we have to rest, be still, and listen to Him. Sometimes we don't hear Him, but He is certainly there...we have to rest in Him. Pleace our fears and worries at His feet. Our families need us more than we think they do, and we have to remember them too (not that you don't, but I know sometimes I forget that my hubby and my son need me so much and have their grief too). They are our ministry, our precious families! I know the Lord has called me to minister to bereaved mommas. I think you would be a blessing, and certainly have been to me and many others, in our time of need. HUGS!!! You are stronger than you think that you are, and you and normal in all that you feel! Praying Phillippians 4:13 for you sweetie. :o)Shannon Wallacehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15858693364105977689noreply@blogger.com