I go forward, but He is not here,
and backward, but I cannot perceive Him;
When He works on the left hand, I cannot behold Him;
When He turns to the right hand, I cannot see Him.
Be he knows the way that I take.

Sometimes I feel just like Job – and sometimes I know is with me. I talk to God all the time and I was beginning to feel he wasn’t going to talk to me. But I now believe that through someone, who may not know it, God is sending me the very words I need to hear. Although those words make me cry out in anguish – I am also comforted by them.

Grief makes you “get real” with yourself: I will no longer say I’m ok when I’m not. Acknowledging my pain will help me to move to the next level in my process.

Stay with me!

malissa