12/08/2025
Today, thirteen years ago, my life changed. My oldest son, Micheal’s, life began the journey of ending. I was in the hospital around this time, trying to figure out how I could breathe while he was on a ventilator, being assisted in his own breathing. I miss my son and often wonder how life would be with him here with us.
The journey from that day until now has not been easy.
My God, it has not. However, God has been faithful, just, and a restorer of my broken heart and spirit.
I did something I never thought I would do over these past thirteen years—I preached! I never thought I would do that again after my loss. But I did!
Today was different because this day had always been set aside as a day to mourn. Not today!
The Holy Ghost walked with me and became everything I needed to complete the assignment on my life.
To Preach the word.
There is life and purpose after loss. Life doesn’t have to stop where loss happens.
God wants to use us if we are open to healing and allow Him to repair the breaches.
Thank you, God, for new grace.