I give you thanks, O Lord and King; I praise you as my God and Savior. I give you thanks for you have helped me and protected me.
Since this is my first blog post, most of you reading this know me and know my story of the past year. It was about this time last year that my husband, Dan, started feeling ill. Eventually, it was found out that he had lung cancer and, after a very rough few months, passed away on August 2, 2011.
Some people might say that my faith in God is a crutch that I'm using to help me through my grief. I have two replies:
1. I have always had faith in God. I haven't always lived that faith, but it's been there.
2. Of course it's a crutch. God wants us to lean on Him during hard times. He wants to feel His love and give us strength, just as any good father wants. He has the strongest and broadest of shoulders to cry on, the biggest and most gentle of arms to hold us, and more love than any human can possibly imagine.
It's funny. Once I decided to do the random daily readings of the Bible and began sharing them on Facebook, I have actually been feeling something akin to joy. I got past the 6-month anniversary of Dan's death with sadness but also with joy that I had 33 years on this earth with him and joy in knowing that I will be reunited with him in Heaven, forever, when my time comes.
I do give the Lord thanks and praise, for he has indeed helped me.
If He has helped you and you care to share, I'd love to read your story. Please feel free to comment.
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