"In my Father's house are many mansions:
if it were not so, I would have told you.
I go to prepare a place for you."
I find great comfort in my faith so even in times of terrible tragedy it is
my safe harbor, my refuge. I am never alone if I have the Lord and Jesus.
I believe there is a Heaven after this life. To think otherwise is devastating to
imagine. I picture my loved ones above greeting me at that golden gate.
When I am broken the Lord carries me, when afraid he holds my hand.
Often when I am weeping he strokes my hair. The Lord cannot change what
mankind has set into motion but I am sure that he weeps with us and is
there if you call his name in prayer. I will not try to push my faith on others,
that is their journey to find. We are each on a journey, each on a path,
and each must decide what path to follow . . .
birds chirp songs from trees
new life blooms each day on earth-
a moment of time
July 7, 2020
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All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France
Written for the PREMIER contest, My Faith
sponsor, Regina Riddle
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2020
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