Room causing heads to turn.
The cancer is claiming the life of
Her only daughter, sooner, now,
Rather than later.
"How can I live without her?"
She moaned.
I hugged the distraught mom not
Knowing how to answer her
Question, not even wanting to
Imagine being in her shoes.
My imperfect compassion has limits.
But praise God!
His compassion never fails.
It is unending, and He delivers a new
Supply every morning.
He is faithful.
And His loving kindness is enough to give a
Grief stricken mother a reason to
Get out of bed.
(Her dear Dana is now with Jesus.)
"Because of the Lord's great love we are not
consumed. His compassions never fail.
They are new every morning. Great is Your
faithfulness." Lamentations 3:22,23