Christmas is a happy time of memories for me. I love to look at photos of holidays past. This one from my in-law’s house is especially wonderful. David, just out of the hospital after a long and near-death experience. He was so thin and weak, but finally on the road to recovery. All of our family was gathering together after more than a month apart. ❤️ ❤️
Unbelievably, we were just in-time for Christmas, complete with snow and many other small miracles. An extra fragile, extra special Holy-day. That’s one I never want to forget. God was so faithful! He proved Himself to me time and again that year… and the next… and the next….
I thought I would never make it through that trial, I thought I’d break. But you know, I didn’t. Only because it was Someone else’s strength I relied on. God came through big & strong… usually at the 11th hour, but He came through.
Had He always been doing that and I just didn’t notice? Had we simply been too busy to see how intimately involved He was in our details? Either way, to desperately cling has become a way of life for me. Trust first, ask questions later. And after all these things, it actually comes more easily. I know He is after my good…and the good of our family. That alone has been worth it.
ForGlorySake! –Anna
