God has a way of hiding in the shadows.
We have a way of stumbling along in the dark until He steps out of them.
It happens in a moment. But when it does, when He steps out and again declares “Let there be light,” the clouds part and our souls’ dark alleys and cluttered corners glow with understanding, hope, and faith. In that moment, if only for that moment, we can see.
And we realize that He’s been there all along.
It’s just that we will see Him in a different light.
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A wife who loses a husband is called a widow. A husband who loses a wife is called a widower. A child who loses his parents is called an orphan. There is no word for a parent who loses a child. That’s how awful the loss is.
I wish I could explain.
But if there isn’t a word, then how can I?
There are many difficult experiences in life. We all live with shadows.
But the death of a child… everyone shutters at that one.
Life goes on, but there is a continual shadow on the heart.
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