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Ecclesiastes 3:4

A time to cry and a time to laugh.  A time to grieve and a time to dance.

Oh how I love photo albums.  They capture such wonderful periods of our lives.  No matter what year or age we are currently in, a picture can always take you back in time.  As I was looking at photo albums of my life with my husband, I was able to reflect upon such thoughts as how that was a good night or how much fun we had.  I saw within each page the wonderful life I had to share with him and truly felt blessed.

It’s year three on this widow journey and I cannot even believe how time is just flying by.  God has sustain me during these three years and continues to do so.  Remember he is a defender to us widows! I remember this time last year where I almost let my Anakin me turn into Darth Vader.  Star Wars fans will understand J. I was angry at the fact that my husband was not here to go to Hawaii for our 25^th wedding anniversary or to celebrate me turning 50.  I just wanted to be alone, put the covers over my head, and sleep those milestones away.

But God!

In the midst of that anger, I decided to follow David’s blueprint and give my good, my bad, and my ugly over to him.  I have a better understanding now on why God said David was a man after his own heart.  It takes heart to tell God I am angry.  It takes heart to ask God why.  It takes heart to express how this is not fair.  Notice the key word, heart.  God wants our hearts!  Even our ugly heart.  When I did that, deep healing took place.  He rescues those who spirit is crush. Oh how He rescued me!  There is a type of pain that only God’s blood can truly heal, and I experienced that in the middle of my ugly J

So yes, there is a time to cry and there is a time to grieve.  Yet there is also a time to laugh and a time to dance.  I didn’t think I would feel this way ever again, but God!  By his blood, I can say I’m ready to dance again and so will you!

To our next journey widows!