The First Year On A Friday

Life’s trials seem to move slowly. One grows weary as they pass. But our lives are but moment, and not long, do they last. The tests that one goes through, we endure, and not succumb. But they are not worthy, to be compared, to the glory, that will come. *

via It Moves Slowly — Lantern Words  I watched in pain as my daughter moved to the world of the unknown. I have spent the past year in pain but today the #Lantern Words are here to give the joy of the Lord’s promise and His words. To God be the glory.

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Wearing Red: Self, Soul, and Spirit

I woke up thinking of my mother who died January 18, 2001 of a “massive heart attack. She had many heart healing episodes and treatments in her life after the diagnosis of diabetes at the age of forty. She loved the color red and wore it along with her red pumps. I wear red to represent her today and I found this church picture and decided to represent in the red campaign and dedicate this writing to her and my GirlMicLeslie who died September 1, 2015. We seemed to all smile when we put on the color red because we believed that everyone looks  good in red.