Healing from the loss of my Mother has been the darkest road I've ever walked. God has been faithful to hear my every tear, my every heart cry. He has been there for me in amazing ways. Each day I grow a bit stronger and I have a new heart for others who grieve. I will never be the same. I carry a scar, but I have hope and love in my life. I have received some of the greatest blessing in being able to reach out to others. From the ashes of my devastation come the beauty of compassion. I am able to be there for others in a way I was not able to in the past and bring honor to the precious life Mom gave me. When you help others you focus less on yourself. I want to comfort others as I have been comforted.
2 Corinthians 1:3-5 NIV
Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in our affliction, so that we may be able to comfort those who are in any affliction, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God. For as we share abundantly in Christ's sufferings, so through Christ we share abundantly in comfort too.
"Each of you should use whatever gift you have received to serve others, as faithful stewards of God's grace in it's various forms." 1 Peter 4:10 NIV
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