Waves come in different weights there are the heavy ones and the light ones and those that fall in middle, but all of them are waves- they are bound to shake you, sometimes move you and you are required to brave them. You emerge stronger, to see another day and to tell the story. With Christ in you I have come to realize that the waves are not lighter you are just stronger. The waves shake the existence of your whole being you tend to forget what you are made of, but you still get out stronger.
Its been 2 years- crazy years without my Beloved Mum. Never in my wildest dreams did i ever imagine that i would live without her I think there is no day that goes by without thinking of how life would have beyond 28th September, you know if she actually came home to us and not went Home to God. It definitely would have been a lovely story to tell and we would always look back and smile at where we came from, but God willed a different one.
The waves I am talking about- we have been through them. 7 years ago in 2010 God took my Beloved sister Carol home, that is after months of treatment, sleepless nights, prayer and believing that it will go well and by well I mean that she would get well and we would put Kidney failure behind us. His will was not our will and in all things glory goes to Him. The shock was unfathomable, I couldn't comprehend how such a good God could do such a bad thing, where did all our prayers go to? How does one recollect and keep living without a loved one that you saw daily. When a loved is going through a sickness- basically the whole family is sick. You need recovering time- which includes physical and emotional and also the mourning part- coming to terms with the fact that they are gone. It is in no way easy.
Comes 2012 and my mum is suddenly sick and in hospital, the next moment she needs blood. We have been through this with Carol- the first prayer you pray is to ask God not to take her. its only 2 years and the wound is still fresh, you know you can not in any way brave this wave, it will drawn you. He hears this time, in 2013 and beginning of 2015 and we live to praise about it, because it is a different story and it is what we will. It is a wave that we can take. Then comes September 2015, which was a hard month, in hospital a whole month and in and of HDU, calls in the middle of the night and general unrest in our home. Our belief and prayer was we would make it, she would make it just like the other times and come home to us.Today we tell a different story- That of healing- healing because 2 years on we look back and we know God walked with us, he had us in mind when He allowed it to happen, He loved us even when it happened and the future is brighter despite it all.
Rest on Mum.
With Love,
Muthoni Muange
Its been 2 years- crazy years without my Beloved Mum. Never in my wildest dreams did i ever imagine that i would live without her I think there is no day that goes by without thinking of how life would have beyond 28th September, you know if she actually came home to us and not went Home to God. It definitely would have been a lovely story to tell and we would always look back and smile at where we came from, but God willed a different one.
The waves I am talking about- we have been through them. 7 years ago in 2010 God took my Beloved sister Carol home, that is after months of treatment, sleepless nights, prayer and believing that it will go well and by well I mean that she would get well and we would put Kidney failure behind us. His will was not our will and in all things glory goes to Him. The shock was unfathomable, I couldn't comprehend how such a good God could do such a bad thing, where did all our prayers go to? How does one recollect and keep living without a loved one that you saw daily. When a loved is going through a sickness- basically the whole family is sick. You need recovering time- which includes physical and emotional and also the mourning part- coming to terms with the fact that they are gone. It is in no way easy.
Comes 2012 and my mum is suddenly sick and in hospital, the next moment she needs blood. We have been through this with Carol- the first prayer you pray is to ask God not to take her. its only 2 years and the wound is still fresh, you know you can not in any way brave this wave, it will drawn you. He hears this time, in 2013 and beginning of 2015 and we live to praise about it, because it is a different story and it is what we will. It is a wave that we can take. Then comes September 2015, which was a hard month, in hospital a whole month and in and of HDU, calls in the middle of the night and general unrest in our home. Our belief and prayer was we would make it, she would make it just like the other times and come home to us.Today we tell a different story- That of healing- healing because 2 years on we look back and we know God walked with us, he had us in mind when He allowed it to happen, He loved us even when it happened and the future is brighter despite it all.
Rest on Mum.
With Love,
Muthoni Muange
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