Thursday, 30 October 2014


We have arrived in Cornwall. Escaped to friends. Escaped from the news of the past few days. Beautiful scenery - stunning views that roll on and on - but only visible through a fog that seems to hover. Not dissimilar to where my own heart has been these last 48 hours. Life is beautiful. We are so blessed. And yet ever hovering is this mist that seems to have thickened a little.

It will pass. I know it will. Or at least I will notice it less. We've been in foggier places before. At times so dense I could barely make out the hope beyond two steps in front of me. Last June. When everything seemed hopeless and hard. When we thought we might lose our little girl. When we wondered if our lives would ever resemble normality again. And really, nothing has changed since Monday. Except that a little slice of hope has disappeared.

And then I remember to be thankful. Thankful that my hope isn't placed in what Doctors say, or what Heidi's arteries do.

But rather in someone. Someone who will not fail me. Even when the fog is dense, and the darkness thick... He will guide me through. One step at a time. Gently and firmly.

And He can.

Because He walked the road through the thickest fog of all.

When Jesus spoke again to the people, he said, "I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life."
John 8:12 

1 comment:

  1. Continuing to pray for you all. God bless xx.


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