tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763724112250459614.post6111289934636828244..comments2023-07-19T05:04:04.428-04:00Comments on Davis Farm: 10 Months Of A Road I Never Thought I Could Walk Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10077376592641214474noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763724112250459614.post-53234744963505799232016-05-28T06:14:45.842-04:002016-05-28T06:14:45.842-04:00🙏🏻😊💗🙏🏻😊💗Deehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06205573222468118850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763724112250459614.post-10938778846029713612014-05-28T12:25:25.575-04:002014-05-28T12:25:25.575-04:00It's hard to believe it's 6 years. It stil...It's hard to believe it's 6 years. It still feels like yesterday when Gordon called. When I sat next to Karen Anderson. . . remembering. Watching you. 6 years closer to Christ's return. Grateful for your presence with your neighbor. Oh how merciful God is and obedient you are. . . Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10077376592641214474noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3763724112250459614.post-13051626313426535972014-05-28T11:27:15.121-04:002014-05-28T11:27:15.121-04:00Thank you Tammy - when I awoke today, I was remind...Thank you Tammy - when I awoke today, I was reminded, by a note from a friend, that today marks 6 years since Jon died...and you know, it tends to 'slip up' on us now - I don't exactly know what that means, but the heart knows - cranky/out of sorts/not knowing exactly what is wrong - and then, the note - oh, right - today - it was today.....<br />But yesterday we had a blessing of another sort - a real 2 Cor. 1:4 moment - the lady next door had left her car lights on, and as we talked to her when she came out, it turned into her coming over for tea, because it was getting on towards twilight and a bit chilly - and we talked at length about her son who she had lost a few years ago - and shared our story as well. The relief she felt with us - not that we are anything special - but the fact that she could talk freely with us - practically strangers until then - about things that few understand, or worse, are made uncomfortable by - it was a blessing to her - and a reminder to us that nothing is wasted - even the worst of it is still redeemed in His hands. We think of you often - it never goes away, but it does change - and as I've said before (stealing someone else's saying) 'the cracks let the light out - and sometimes the really big cracks let out a lot of light". God bless you both on this terrible journey - but I leave you with this (from our neighbour) - she had lost her brother when she was younger, and she said "It was only because I had seen my parents go through their grief that I believed that I could somehow get through losing my son" - those are some pretty powerful words. Rich and KarenAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com