Skip to main content

11 Years Resting in Jesus



Today marks 11 years since Micah died and went to be with the Lord. He awoke in the presence of the Lord. Some of the scriptures I prayed for Micah when he was sick were:

Ps 3:5
I lay down and slept;
I awake, for the LORD sustained me.
Ps 4:8 I will both lie down in peace, and sleep, For You alone, O LORD,
make me dwell in safety.
Ps. 5:3
My voice You shall hear in the morning, O LORD;
In the morning I will direct it to You, And I will look up.

Each night when Micah went to sleep he and I were more conscious of the fact that it is the LORD who gives him sleep and peace. It is the LORD who woke him and sustained him. It was only because of Jesus that when Micah was dying of cancer that he could have peace at night knowing that the Lord heard his cry and the LORD was his peace and only in Him alone could Micah dwell in safety. So Micah trusted in the Lord and directed his prayers to the Lord . He looked up to Jesus, the author and finisher of his faith, at night, knowing he might go to dwell in the presence of the Lord and rest in Him. He awoke looking to Jesus and the Lord put gladness in his heart.

Then 11 years ago today Micah awoke in the presence of the LORD, seeing Jesus face to face.
Lord, I pray that you would help me not to forget how You sustained Micah each day and drew him closer to you each day, gave him peace and help in such a glorious way to trust You and find joy in You because You put joy and gladness in his heart. Thank you Lord! Help me not to forget how you helped Micah through each trial and you helped Mark and I and our children. Help us not to forget and to continue to look up to You and direct our prayers to You knowing that You will continue to sustain us as we grieve and continue to miss Micah each and every year. Daily we are fully reliant upon you for everything.



Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Thankful for my husband

Poem from Mark to Laura 1985 A Flower from the Father All my life I’ve thanked God for flowers I’m thanking Him now for you You’re a flower from God to me Sweeter, gentler, more beautiful And never has even the loveliest flower Sung with sweet voice the praises of God Or spoken kind words to me Never listened with caring heart Never walked with me or laughed with me Never held my hand Never received Christ as Savoir Or loved me with His love As much as I’ve been blessed by flowers They don’t compare with the blessing of you And O how lovely our Lord Whose beauty, love and care It is I see in you Who directs my heart To praise and adore Him From Whom this blessing flows Thank you Father for Laura A flower of your love

Smile

Smile I rushed out the door into the world. Anything could happen. I may get in a car accident. I may trip and break my leg. They might not have everything I need at the store. They might not have toilet paper! I may get corona virus! I was going outside of my bubble into the scary world. I was going to the grocery store. It is not my favorite thing to do anyway but I used to enjoy it more because there were other humans there to talk to and to smile at. Now I am not so sure. Now all I see is masked men and women and children. It is not a happy sight. I may see someone I know and not recognize them. Everyone just looks so impersonal. It seems like another world where you can not recognize any one. I miss going out in public and seeing people’s expressions and smiles. I miss talking even small talk in the grocery isles. I miss the joy of seeing someone I know and getting a chance to chat and catch up on our families, children, grandchildren, parents, friends, while we stand in fron...

Praise Him in The Storm

When you are unhappy and you know it, you may not be able to clap your hands. Your heart many be heavy and sad but even in the midst of the pain we can praise Jesus anyway, because He knows the end of the story and He wins. God is the one who gives and takes away. He is the One who holds our tears, every single one. No pain is wasted. Look to Christ. He will get your through. Even in your tears and your sorrow. Praise Him in the Storm. He really is the only One who can carry your through the darkest hours. One of my favorite scriptures is, “ Though the fig tree does not bud and there are no grapes on the vines, though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no food, though there are no sheep in the pen and no cattle in the stalls, yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will be joyful in God my Savior.” Habakkuk 3:17-18 In 2001 on Thanksgiving day, a month before his 12 th birthday, our son Micah fell out of a tree and broke his femur, tore his spleen,...