As I stumbled and faltered and stammered and wept I put my hand in the mighty outstretched hand of God and I never let go. By sheer will, faith, hope, and surrender I am slowly becoming the “she” Holy created me to be. I am not letting go. I may not be prepared, but God is, knows the way, and is in charge of the outcome. That is enough.
Nay, your brilliant light shining in this hard, dark world is greatly missed by all of us who loved you dearly. Your light lives on in the smiles of your children, friends, family, and your genuine care and love is forever etched on the hearts of all of us who had the privilege to know you. I give thanks for every moment spent in your presence. I miss you. She is you. She is me. She is all of us brave, strong women, and you were the best of all of us. Rest in the peace of Jesus’ arms.
With Love, Donna Pool
“Praise the Father of compassion and God of all comfort who comforts us in our troubles so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God.” 2 Cor 1 :3
Photo Quote Credit Unknown