Nothing makes sense to me right now. I know things in my head but my heart does not comprehend. Everything I believe has come in to question. But my spirit knows the truth and though I lost my way (temporarily) I know my way back. I could allow bitterness to take root, but I refuse to. My heart is still His.
Andrew was made BY God and FOR God. Though I desperately want his life to be here with me, he’s not here. But God still made him. Somehow, there is comfort knowing that Andrew was made for Him. I don’t know his purpose, but his brief life meant something.
Maybe this will help bring me some level of acceptance…
Another truth I know-the devil cannot take what I freely give.
So as much as it hurts and as much as it’s not what I want-Lord, I give baby Andrew to you.
He is yours now, to keep and to love.