Today…10 years ago…things changed.
I couldn’t have imagined that morning what lay ahead.
I couldn’t have held Stephen tight enough or kissed Jeremy long enough…if I’d known.
Who could have predicted that by 7:00 on the night of August 27, 2007 that we’d all be fighting for our lives in a hospital?
But we were. And we did. And 10 years later I wake up some mornings and still fight.
Fight the tears. Fight the questions. Fight the hopelessness. Fight the anger.
Because maybe some fights never end.
But maybe His faithfulness doesn’t end either.
He was close to us then…more close than I could possibly describe.
He held me when I couldn’t hold Stephen. He loved me when love couldn’t wake Jeremy up.
And today…10 years later…I just want to praise Him for His faithfulness.
The Cross. Today.
He has always been and always will be faithful.
“But this I call to mind, and therefore I have hope: The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.” (Lamentations 3:21-21)
(And here’s to letting you read all the real-time pain and faithfulness in the book we published a couple years back.)
A couple months after…