Joy is Peace Dancing

Mom was faithful in writing daily journals with prayers, notes, prayer requests, daily schedules, favorite quotes, etc. This is the first page of one of Mom's journals. I love this. I found it at some point when reading through one of them. It made me feel connected to her. I love the imagery it creates for me. Maybe she did too.

PEACE

With eager heart and will on fire,

I strove to win my great desire.

“Peace shall be mine,” I said; but life

Grew bitter in the barren strife.

My soul was weary, and my pride

Was wounded deep; to Heaven I cried,

“God grant me peace or I must die;”

The dumb stars glittered no reply.

Broken at last, I bowed my head,

Forgetting all myself, and said,

“Whatever comes, His will be done;”

And in that moment peace was won.

--Henry Van Dyke

One of my best friends sent me this poem
when we found out that Mom's cancer had returned.

And His will was done. 

Do You Walk or Sit?

Redeeming My Past

Sometimes, God redeems your story by surrounding you with people who need to hear your past so it doesn't become their future.

Homeward Bound

Several years ago I learned about this song while reading a friend of a friend's blog who was going through a very difficult time in life.  I loved the song.  On days when I feel defeated and sad, I turn this song up LOUD!  It's such a great reminder.  Hallelujah!