I never dreamed that after last week and the sixteenth anniversary of my son's death that I would encounter death again in our family. Not at this time of year.
My husband and I retired about 11pm only to be awaken at 1am. Calling was the Dallas police department. They were calling to tell Ken his 30 yr. old had passed away in her condominum. She had been gravey ill for many months. Nevertheless the news jolted us awake and the grief process began.
Lord, I ask this week to go smoothly. I ask that you cover each of these family members with your blood and bring peace. Amen
The mountain is silent. I have stopped and submitted to the process. The climb can wait. It is here and now.
More later.......
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