"...a strong wind was blowing and the waters grew rough...."
Jn 6:18
The initial impact
of Terence's death is starting to wear off.
It's been 12 weeks. Sometimes I feel that I am losing control.
In fact, I think I lost control a long time ago.
It's been 12 weeks. Sometimes I feel that I am losing control.
In fact, I think I lost control a long time ago.
They say I may
'experience a feeling of temporary instability'...
yes, and it's a scary feeling.
I think this is an important time for me to
remember that I have the ability to cope:
yes, and it's a scary feeling.
I think this is an important time for me to
remember that I have the ability to cope:
"God is my refuge and strength, A very present help in trouble.
Therefore I will not fear, Even though the earth be removed, And though
the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea; Though its waters
roar and be troubled, Though the mountains shake with its swelling."
Psalms 46:1-3
The winds of winter are blowing heartlessly
and the waters have become rough...
I am realizing
that this is a time
when much of my adjustment
to
widowhood takes place.
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