I begin a new grief class this next week offered by Hospice House using writing as an aid to working through the process of my new normal after losing my husband, Vic, in April. In June, we would have celebrated 56 years of marriage. I never cease to be amazed at God’s timing. I’m a wee bit behind in my daily devotional reading of New Morning Mercies by Paul David Tripp. His entry for June 24 reads, “Grief is good…
I would have despaired unless I had believed that I would see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. I wonder if God gave us seasons, especially spring to bring us hope of His renewing power. Sometimes our lives look as bleak as the landscape in winter with dead brown grass that looks like it will never be green again. Naked trees wave their arms in stiff, winter winds. We wonder if we’ll ever see them…
Mark 11:25 And whenever you stand praying, forgive in you have anything against anyone; so that your Father also who is in heaven may forgive you your transgressions. This scripture is not a nice suggestion. It’s a command. A biding principle. The next scripture after this one tells you why. It reads, “But if you do not forgive, neither will your Father who is in heaven forgive your transgressions (Mark 11:26). So we have a choice. Forgive others and receive…