Thursday, September 29, 2011

He heals the broken hearted and today I choose joy


Six years ago today, Terri's heart broke and could not be fixed here on this earth and our hearts broke and we desperately held on to His hope that ours might be fixed one day. She is Home. We are here. This is not our home. I don't ask why anymore. I don't need to. He has healed the part of me that demands to know why. I don't ache anymore. I don't need to. He has healed the part of me that aches endlessly. I don't cry anymore. I don't need to. He has healed me.

Psalm 147:3

"He heals the broken hearted and binds up their wounds."

It has taken quite some time, but I never ceased in asking for healing. And I will continue to ask for healing in my life when needed. He promises to heal us. It is possible friends. I am living proof of that. I have learned to let go of some very deep things that I have no control of, nor should I. His ways are not our ways. Period. He understands the difficult journey, and He works good out of what the devil wants to harm us. I am in the process of trusting and waiting and watching to see what amazing things He has in store for me.

I am on the journey. I am not home yet. There are things to do, people to see, places to go, lives to touch, lessons to be learned all to glorify Him. Today, I choose joy. He has turned my mourning into dancing and my night into day. Would I rather have Terri here to journey with? You bet. I miss her more than I ever did and wonder endlessly how much fun we could be having and how our lives would have turned out even six years later. But, she's not here. Her earthly journey is complete. So, I honor her. I journey on in a manner befitting my sweet, way taller than me, baby sister. Her gorgeous red hair flowing, smile ever widening, laughter always spreading joy.

I pray the same for all those affected by her abscence. Today is a gorgeous, fall day. Just like her. Wouldn't you agree?

I'll close with the saying I read at her funeral. It was engraved on a picture frame that I gave her a couple of years before she passed away.

Sister, you are close to my heart.
So many dreams we've shared, all the laughter and love.
You tell me your secrets, I tell you mine.
A lover of life, kind and true.
Beautiful sister, your spirit is strong.
We'll always be together in our dreams.
Our hearts will stay side by side forever.

I love you sweet sister of mine.
toni

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Sending you my love Dad

Son, brother, friend, uncle, nephew, cousin, youth pastor, choir director, roofer, repairer, security guard, artist, writer, husband, father, dad, Deddy, Grande, Granddaddy, the Gipper...to all of us you were these names and more and yet your love, laughter, soothing singing voice and beautiful, sweet smile were all one in the same. It's been six years today since you have gone from here to There. Heaven's choirs are all the more sweeter with your voice today. Miss you more than ever. Sending you love and hugs!!! Love, tot