Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteousness; for they shall be filled.
I will not leave you comfortless:
I will come to you. At that day ye shall know that I am
in my Father, and ye in me, and I in you.
I am with you always,
even unto the end of the world.
As I sit here and really think about those words I am with you always– I remember how many times I felt completely alone in my circumstances. I think back on opportunities lost, because I didn’t feel I was capable of meeting the expectations required to get the job done. I reflect on the moments in my deepest despair, screaming out as loud as I could to God, thinking he obviously wasn’t hearing me.
Heather, I am with you always
How often I forget that.
I remember the times my husband and I walked through the hospital halls, taking a break while Emma slept or was having a procedure done. I remember looking at peoples faces, many covered with exhaustion and fear. This is how we met John, walking the halls late one night. His family will always be precious to us, and his story will always stay with me.
His family was coming home from Christmas vacation, John was driving. He somehow got lost, and couldn’t see a stop sign. Their car was hit by a Semi- his entire family, except himself, was in ICU. His wife had shattered her hips, all 3 boys were in critical condition. We would see him sitting outside his oldest son (who was in the most critical condition) reading his bible and praying. Mark and I introduced ourselves to him and a friendship was formed that will always be there. His wife and 2 of his boys (one being an infant) recovered quickly, but his eldest son would never be the same. He had suffered major brain trauma.
The strength I witnessed in that man, who could have blamed himself (and honestly, sometimes did) was amazing. His witness and his fortitude touched me in a way that I cant describe. His son, who was 12, will never be the same. I will never forget his words to Mark and I while we talked (which was so very often while we were in ICU).
“He is still here. He is still with my little boy. No matter what the outcome is, He is still here.”
I will never forget that. Never. In the moments that I cant see past my own heartache and fear, He is still there.
The Journeys we travel, the roads we walk down- we are never alone. He was there when my daughter’s precious life hung in the balance, and he is here now as she grows and fights to maintain her little body’s strength. He is here when I look around and question how I am going to accomplish the things that are set before me, holding my hand even when I cant feel His touch. He is there when my older children deal with the circumstances that they face emotionally – because of the situation our family has found itself in the last 5 years, He holds their precious hearts in his hands. He is there when my husband is weighed down with the responsibility of supporting our unique family- opening doors so that those needs are met.
He means what He says.
I am with you always
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