Broken hearted
She sobbed
And screamed
Hurling her body to the cold floor
A heap of hysteria
Limp
Cradled by her mother
But refusing comfort
There was nothing more we could do
Our hearts ached for them
We held back tears
We worked tirelessly to give them support, even hope
But, it was her brother
It was their son
And they had to tell him goodbye
They didn't plan on today
And she was right
It wasn't fair
But this life
It's not fair
And I wrestled
If He knit us together in our mothers wombs
Why would He knit in imperfection?
But I felt a peace
And the Word spoke to me
"'For my thought are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways' -declares The Lord. As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts higher than your thoughts." (Isaiah 55:8-9)
So I praised Him
For being sovereign
Being present
Giving me hope
And I whispered a prayer of comfort for her
Believing that her brother was at peace
Cradled in the arms of Jesus
No more imperfection
But perfectly whole
This life isn't fair
But with Jesus it is worth living
Seeking
Trusting
Obeying
Loving
Praying
Forgiving
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