In His Grip

The last two weeks have been hard. My heart has been hit with more than I ever thought I was able to withstand. God does promise that He will never give you more than you will be able to handle with His great hand to hold and direct you.

My father went in for a stress test two weeks ago (3 days before Thanksgiving) and while there they found what is called a "widowmaker". They ended up taking him by ambulance to Vanderbilt where they did double bypass surgery. He was given the title of a 'walking miracle'. One of the doctors told us that he would have been walking the next week and most likely would have just passed away. Miracle indeed. He rescued my father. God embraced our family.

Bug, my little trooper, went in for surgery of her own--six days later at Vanderbilt as well. She did very well. We were and still are very hopeful that this procedure for her seizures will work. Kate has endured so much and we have had little success to treat or help her. Continuing to pray for our little miracle.

My dear friend Sandy of 11 years went to be with Jesus. Yes, I am overjoyed that she met our Creator, but overtaken with grief for her husband, two children (6 & 4), mom and dad. This woman lived her life for an audience of one. A legacy that her kids will have forever. Sandy fought lupus for many years and then several months ago was diagnosed with Stage IV cancer. It quickly took over her--even though she fought with a smile and laughter. She proclaimed the name of Jesus the entire time! I was honored to sing at her services on Saturday...a memory I will treasure always.

I don't know why, but this morning I am overwhelmed with emotion. I think that things are just catching up with me. I am finding it cathartic to write--let's face it this blog really is just for me anyways. :) I know that I have hope in Him and I believe that He has me in His grip. Trusting in Him day by day.

~K