As I look back over the past two years, it's easy for me to see the pain and turmoil that marked our lives and our home,
and I well remember the many many tears that have been shed due to broken hearts and a lack of understanding why things had to happen this way.
I well remember the times I pleaded with God to stop the pain and to please take away this trial, fearful that I'd be crushed under the weight of it all.
I easily remember the months where depression whipped me around relentlessly, and the days when I could barely get out of bed.
But God, in His kindness, has begun to show me that there's now a different side to the story…..
A side that's marked with joy and healing, and the peace that passes all understanding.
You see, as I was participating in worship yesterday at church, we sang a song declaring that what God completes is completely done,
And there was a line which said, “the old is gone, the new has come”;
and though I've sang this song numerous times before, this time was different….
As I sang those words, it was as if God was saying to me that the “old” home I lived in is gone, but our new home has “come”;
and that though the sadness is still very real and the circumstances long from gone, God has replaced the tears and the ever present sorrow with His peace; his unexplainable, hard to fathom, amazing peace.
There are now more smiles in our home than there are tears, and there's a joy that's come from experiencing first hand that God is truly good.
I can't begin to express the gratitude that I feel over all that God's done, over how he's turned ashes into beauty; but I will never cease to praise Him and tell of His works all the days of my life!
** Today I am linking up with the lovely Ann Voskamp as we count his many gifts….
….beauty for ashes
…the love of my Savior
…sunshine on a brisk October morning
…hugs from my babies, first thing in the morning
…leaves of many colors
…the privilege of worshipping with fellow believers
…the unconditional, faithful love of my man