It is Well With My Soul-
When peace like a river, attendeth my way
When sorrows like sea billows roll
Whatever my lot, thou hast taught me to say
It is well, it is well, with my soul
It is well
With my soul
It is well, it is well with my soul.
Horatio Spafford wrote this beloved hymn. The backstory to which he suffered tremendous loss in his lifetime. Unfathomable loss.
I write of this not to promote any religious ideology, but rather to note the resilience of those before us who have experienced tragedy in their lives and have found the strength to carry on.
The hymn speaks to finding peace in the midst of suffering and loss.
It is well with my soul.
Thank you Gran for your kindness. Your prayers are so appreciated. The work ahead of me is to reconcile between hope and reality and be at peace with that.
I wonder too, Copa. I don’t know that there ever will be a satisfactory answer. The reality of it is too simple- they grew into adults and made choices we had absolutely no control over.
LMS, I need to frame this. Thank you so much for sharing your wisdom and comfort while you are dealing with the loss of your son, and trying to help your grands.
I am so grateful for all of our warriors here. I am blessed to have you to lean on. Copa, we have been 8 years here together, through the most challenging times. I can’t tell you how many times your kindness has saved me from the bottomless pit. LMS, you are a Godsend and a pillar of strength. I admire you both and am so thankful as well for the gift of being able to come here and find refuge in your compassion.
How many years I have poured my heart out on this site. I don’t think I would have survived it this long without having this safe place to come to.
Imagine that, people who have never met face to face, yet are able to hold one another in the darkest of times.
I pray for peace for all of us.
Hugs and love
New Leaf
