So much has happened since my last post...school started, found out that I am going to be a grandmother again, Josh, Ginger and Rhett have gotten home, Alabama football is in full swing (Jon's favorite), and I have just returned from an awesome weekend with some of the most wonderful Christian women that I know. We participated in the best praise and worship ever and heard a much needed message from the Word of God. I am blessed.
I want to seek God to find him, not to see Him perform. I love Him because He is my God, not to see what He can do for me. Everytime that Jesus shows Himself to me I want to be changed. I know that the secrets of the kingdom belong to those who seek Him and I want to know those secrets!
Several things that were said this weekend touched me deeply. One of them was about our wounds. In Ps 147:3 It says,"He heals the broken hearted and binds up their wounds". But what happens when our wounds don't heal? Ps 38:5 says they fester and are loathsome and Isaiah 1:6 says unhealed wounds hurt you from the sole of your feet to the top of your head. So what does that say to me? That my personal pain can become like an idol to me if I let it. Personal pain and loss has changed my life. I'll never get over losing Jon and I will forever hang on to the precious memories that I have of him...but God trusts that I will live my life with the hope of seeing Jon again...of not living in dispair. I want to honor that trust. I want my life to be defined by my experiences because our personal experiences do make us who we are...what I don't want is for my experiences to be all that I am...I don't want them to be my idol.
October 19th is Jon's birthday...it would have been his 28th. We will celebrate his life and share memories of him that day. Keep us in your prayers as we march past these mile stones along this journey we are traveling. Thanks for your love and concern and most of all for loving us, loving Jon and just caring.