Beauty for Ashes

Sometimes it’s painful to be brave.  Painful to move into God’s plans without people you love.  Sometimes looking fear in its face is what is needed in order to rise up.  In order to be brave.  In order to seek Him in the midst of heartache and find peace in His arms.  Sometimes fear is the very thing I need to feel in order to push through.  Being brave doesn’t mean I won’t fear; it means I’m not alone.  And even when I feel like no one is in my corner, I know God is there and that He has blessed me with someone who supports me always.  I’m thankful for the man who stands beside me, today and every single day; helping me to be brave and look fear in its face.  But mostly, for his reminders that God is watching and His plans are always good.  

Good morning, thirteen, good morning, my son.   I pray that in a world that will try and tell you who you should be that you remain true to who you are.  That you will be the light for your generation and stand up for those who need someone to fight for them.  I pray that your heart remains anchored to the one who loves you even more than I do.  My son, God has big plans for your life; remember that always, especially in your failures and the trials that you’ll encounter along the way.  I’m so proud of you and nothing could ever come between the love I have for you.  You’re in my heart and thoughts always. -Mom