Sunday, June 8, 2008

My journey took me to a land where I did not belong; a land with food, but customs that were not my own. I had left my relatives and friends behind for a grain of barley. How could something this size affect my life? But it did. My family was now fed, but alas my husband died. I beat my chest and cried out to God. How could you bring my family to this foriegn place and now I am alone with my sons?! My provider, my protector, my lover has died! I want to curse this grain of barley for it has brought pain to my life. It has taken from me. Oh my heart aches for my loss. But I will allow my God to wipe the tears from my face; to wipe away the sorrow. I will not despair because I have my precious sons.


Alicia said...

I love this! You are so amazing! I am glad you are my best friend! I love what you have done with your blog also - definately more you!

RhoRho said...

Amazing! I am still waiting for my Boaz to recue me out of these toiling fields!

meg duerksen said...

thank you for your sweet words to me.
i am humbled that i could inspire you.
thank you.

i love your colors on your blog! that green is beautiful.

and i like it like you...short and sweet.
lots of pictures.

but in reallife i talk A LOT. funny eh?
have a wonderful day.

i'm glad we found each other. :)