And, oh, I'm running to your arms.
I'm running to your arms.
The riches of your love will always be enough.
Nothing compares to your embrace.
Light of the world forever reign.
My heart will sing no other name, Jesus, Jesus.
"I will not cause pain
without allowing something new to be born," says the Lord.
This day is hard.
I won't pretend.
My heart is hurting.
Remembering the thoughts flying through my mind exactly one year ago.
"God don't take her. I can't do this without her."
"And what more shall I say? For time would fail me to tell of Gideon, Barak, Samson, Jephthah, of David and Samuel and the prophets— who through faith conquered kingdoms, enforced justice, obtained promises, stopped the mouths of lions, quenched the power of fire, escaped the edge of the sword, were made strong out of weakness, became mighty in war, put foreign armies to flight. Women received back their dead by resurrection. Some were tortured, refusing to accept release, so that they might rise again to a better life."
I rest today on the same faith in Hebrews 11.
The one that makes my weaknesses STRONG.
I can do ANYTHING through this faith.
I can find HOPE and JOY on a day of an anniversary of death.
she wouldn't want me being sad.
She wouldn't want me to spend my day moping around.
She would want me to LIVE.
"I came that they may have life and have it abundantly."- JESUS.
He wants me to have life. To live. And to live abundantly.
She would want me to celebrate my 16th birthday.
Today I'm going to LIVE.
I'm going to LAUGH with my best friend this afternoon.
I'm going to do just as she would have done.