My mother, so dignified and proper her entire life, now lay in a hospice bed, held captive by debilitating age. Struggling for breath, her declining condition contradicted the gorgeous spring day that danced invitingly on the other side of the windowpane.All the emotional preparation in the world cannot sufficiently brace us for the stark reality of goodbye. Death is such…
Heavenly Father, You are right there with us, loving us, keeping us, holding us!
Source: Not One Sparrow | Our Daily Bread