Then I began to dig deeper into the previous generations by recording the same dynamics. Soon, I had created a family tree of truth.
I had this wonderfully introspective post ready for today. Leading up to my birthday, I like to use the time to reflect over the course of my life. But, as I began to write,
And, while leaving it all behind to serve God was foreign to a little boy whose family never attended church, God knew the desire to know Him would lead me onto His path.
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We’d also lost who we were, and what we knew of each other. That’s when we choose to look up, and set our sights on what was truly important in this life – God – each other – family – and everything else.
I keep wondering if it’s a dream. I mean at almost 54 years old (March 11th,) it amazes me to be so blessed with family who love each other and loves me.
It’s also why I’ve dreaded this day since she passed. There was never the natural grieving process that unshackled the hurt of loss to allow for the sweet memories of sharing this special month.