05/08/2024
I planted our little bottle lamb dawn tonight. She died this morning. So sad. It feels kinda like a slap in the face from the enemy. She has been a simbol of hope for me. The dawn can be very dark, black, and feel frozen, but the sun is still coming coming! "God is still good" I have been trying to tell myself today. I don't understand death. He helps me understand. Yes! Someday he will restore everything broken, and give life to ALL death. For now though, I will cling to the hope I have, strengthened by the physical picture of death. I will plant the dead sheep in a compost pile, and an invisible mystery of microbes will transform her body into healthy soil, which will grow new life. Pumpkins! He turns every death into new life. Halaluea!!!
