Who Do We Turn to on the Hard Days

Here in the South, we’ve had “Fake-Fall.” We wake up in the mornings, and it’s a beautiful, balmy 59 degrees. This morning, when I went out for my walk, I even put on a new sweatshirt I had recently bought at a women’s conference I attended. Oh, the cool morning air felt so good! Fall is my favorite season, and I’ll even take Fake-Fall any day, knowing full well that this afternoon, it will again be 90 degrees.

Strangely enough, with the temperature change, my thoughts were drawn back to those early days when grief became my life partner – one I never asked for. I would sit outside many days looking up to the sky, trying to understand how my life took such a severe swerve in the road. Who do we turn to on the hard days?

No matter how much time goes by, there are moments when it still hits me. My daughter is not here, and I will never hear her voice this side of heaven. My heart aches for her as much today as it did on that very first day when I listened to the police tell me she had died. I’m not blindsided as I was that February day, but the weight of sadness can still momentarily cover me.

As I sat outside, I found solace in the pure stillness and serenity of the water in our pool. In those peaceful moments, with nature waking up and making all her sounds, I heard the whisper, “Be still and know that I am God. I am still your heart healer.”

We may never understand why our lives unfold as they do. When we ask the question, “Who do we turn to on the hard days?” this is where our ultimate trust in God steps in. For me, my faith and trust walks hand-in-hand with Jesus. I may not understand today, but one day I will. Continue reading here: King of My Heart.