"There Is a Side of Love That Can Only Be Seen Through Suffering."

My faith in God, and the promise of our eternal home, has become the most clear to me since Mike lost his earthly battle with cancer.  For months I have grieved at the absence of his presence.  Recently though, I have felt Mike's presence more deeply than ever...as if he is only a breath or touch away. 

God's promise that we will be together again one day, is beautiful.  His graciousness to remind me Mike still watches over me and our family, is a gift unimaginable and precious.  I feel I have crossed a threshold where I can see what lies ahead, as possibly being far better than what laid behind.  I miss him deeply, but the comfort of him being complete and whole again lifts my heart today.  I'm rarely reminded of the horror we lived the last couple of years.  I can see Mike whole, healthy, and happy now, and I know he anxiously awaits our family to be reunited again. 

God is so good....not as if dying on a cross, to have a personal relationship with Him, wasn't enough.  But to not leave my heart in a pile on the floor, to encourage me to keep running the race until I'm ready for my heavenly home, is the strength I've been needing so desperately to keep on living.