What fortitude is forged in the valley of affliction as the way meanders long?
The furnace glow lights my way.
Daily I look to You.
I need You to carry this mixed burden of care and sorrow, honor and love.
It rests heavy on my bones, a sodden cloak of weariness as I witness my father’s continual and slow decline.
I was warned when I first set out on this journey…
And I was warned along the way that anticipatory grief was real, but no one said it would grow from guppy to horrific atlassean whale.
How do people bear up under the strain without You?
“Though he slay me, yet will I trust in him” Job 13:15a
God continues to give you words to voice the raw emotions we feel. So beautiful, even in sadness. Praying for you and Poppy as God guides him home. May you be enfolded into His peaceful presence as you serve and love.
Thank you for your constant prayers, Friend.