Some memories are delightful.
Some are painful.
Both kinds of memories bring me back to “those” experiences.
I’ve learned to embrace and be thankful for every twist and turn that God has allowed in my life for as I look back, I see His loving and sovereign weaving of life events that have brought me right here — to this time and place.
But sometimes I still cry.
There will always be loss. There will always be grief.
What I know to be true is that my heart continues to heal because Jesus is the lover of my soul, the healer of my mind and the hope of my life.
Dear friend, listen well to my words; tune your ears to my voice. Keep my message in plain view at all times. Concentrate! Learn it by heart! Those who discover these words live, really live; body and soul, they’re bursting with health. Proverbs 4.20-22 The Message