25 I know that my redeemer lives,
and that in the end he will stand on the earth.
26 And after my skin has been destroyed,
yet in my flesh I will see God;
27 I myself will see him
with my own eyes—I, and not another.
How my heart yearns within me!
This Wednesday April 8th is the 13th anniversary of my maternal grandmother's death. She died on Easter 2007. It took me a while to get back my spirit for Easter after that. I was so pumped that day for Easter, and then my hope was dashed when I received the call that she had died.
Promise me that when hugging is permissible in public that you will take full advantage of it...because you never know which hug will be the last one.
With hammer in hand, I began to pull out every nail. Every board I placed beside me on the damp ground. After many years of pouring everything I could into avoiding that way, I found myself walking there once again.