Where should I start?Where do I begin? Months of reluctance, days of worry, moments of fear and now I am here.
You followed our story. Two years…we fought with hope. We shared our faith. We lived a life despite the trials before us. I thought that story ended on October 26th, 2014. The day my husband David celebrated his birth to heaven. I believed our walk was done and our life would remain. I was wrong. You wrote, you called, you outreached. You loved, you listened and you encouraged. The black dress I wore that defined my life as a widow was not purchased for keep. It was rented to be given back. I was not a prisoner of it, but instead better because of it.
I embrace it now.
You give me hope, you love our family and today I plunge forward only to have you walk beside me. The story continues. This time it continues with words of hope, acts of love and an opportunity to pay it forward. With fear of acceptance and opportunity for rejection, I take the first step of faith and share the second part of our God-given story. The part that does not include my husband, but instead his legacy, our two children and a community that surrounds us in God-loving ways.
You will allow your gifts and hearts to inspire me. That you will continue to encourage me. That at least one person will read this blog and know, your suffering does not define you. How you live it, how you wear it, is your identity and your character. I pray your souls will awaken with mine. That you will find your gifts and your talents and the amazing ways you can love and support others in suffering.
So, it’s done. It’s up. I took the first step………praying there is many more.
Taking Steps By Faith,