Rest

Bill was such as inspiration to me over the years. And his daughter Lauren has written a touching post of her father, ALS, and the faith their family has in God. I hope this touches you as it did me…REST

Unshakable Hope

I know we are all wishing right now that this post was coming from Bill Sweeney, but instead, I (Lauren, his eldest daughter) will share a little post in his honor. Last year, we were celebrating one last miraculous Christmas with Bill, enjoying his invaluable presence that was still with us. He told us a few weeks before (struggling to type with his eyes) that he knew his body and lungs were shutting down and that he was ready to “throw in the towel” and say goodbye to his ALS-depreciated body.”The jig is up,” he sarcastically typed to my mom. (He would always somehow find a way to make us laugh despite the heavy circumstances.) The past several years had been a long journey of near-death experiences and fighting to stay alive with the aid of my mother right beside him.

Every day of his 24-year journey of ALS, Bill…

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The Empty Chair

Wow! I so needed this!

This came out of left field and hit the right spot in my heart. I can so relate to the empty chair on so many levels.

Maybe you can relate as well. While you are at go say hi to Jenny and follow her!

PuttingHopeToWork

It is inevitable that sooner or later, life will deal a hard blow to your soul and to your spirit. The abandonment of a parent, the betrayal of a friend, the divorce of a spouse, the death of a loved one … different types of losses but common in that each one can and often does bring us to the very brink of our ability to cope with the ensuing pain. The pain of loss which often leaves us with … an empty chair.

I suspect there have been multiple empty chairs in your life. There certainly have been in mine.


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Out Of My Hands

We have all been there!

I love this post so much. True honesty in sharing one’s story!

Please head over and leave Sarah some loving comments and encouragement!

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The worst feeling… Useless trash

Probably the hardest most frustrating thing, I’ve had to experienced is when things are totally out of my hands. Experiencing hopelessness, pain, struggling, loss, fighting, and sickness… just bad things at every turn and it’s out of my hands…. There’s nothing I can do to change it. It’s the absolute worst, most suffocating feeling, I have ever felt in my life.

When you think about things that you can’t choose, the first things that comes to mind for me, is being born and to whom, or how your treated as a child. These things can stick with you for a really long time… I know.

A positive experience as a child can be night and day, to a negative one for a child’s future. But at the same time, we heard of those who were born into awful situations…

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The Day My World Stopped| Miss You Forever

Oh my gosh!

Warning!!! You will cry! This could be a trigger for some as well!

Sarah has bared her heart for us all to see. She shares her grief and her love for her cousin who passed away.

Having walked with Angie after losing Matthew I can understand everything. I’ve been there when a pair of socks in a store brings back memories and tears flow. And yet at the same time a smile. Grief is tough! It never goes away. One will always remember!

Sarah, thank you so much for sharing this heart wrenching poem that started your post! And I send a virtual hug my friend as you fondly remember your cousin🤗

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From my keep safe box

A Poem

I went to a party, Mom. I remember what you said. You told me not to drink , Mom, so I drank soda instead.

I felt really proud, Mom, the way you said I would. I didn’t drink and drive, Mom, even though the others did.

I know I did the right thing, Mom. I know you’re always right. Now the party’s finally ending, Mom, as everyone drives out of sight.

As I get into my car, Mom, I know I’d get home in one piece. Because the way you raised me, Mom, so responsible and sweet.

I started to drive away, Mom, but as I pulled onto the road. The other car didn’t see me, Mom, and hit me like a load.

As I lie on the pavement, Mom, I wish you’d get here soon. How come it happen to me, Mom?…

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Cancel Culture Movement

This post fits so well with my post from last night about how we cannot change God’s plan.

Told you someone more biblical than I could do much better! Mike nails it!

Michael (Mike) Copple

God has already identified the effects of man attempting to change culture. Of course the culture of a nation can be temporarily influenced. But the Lord Jesus Christ controls the eternal consequences.

Colossians 1:17   And He is before all things, and in Him all things consist.

Malachi 3:6a   “For I am the LORD, I do not change”  

Violent protesting, riots, lootings, boasters, shootings, murderers, lawlessness, releasing of felon criminals, decreasing funds for law enforcement, politicizing climate control, and indoctrinating children, teens, and young adults with opinions about sexual orientation can have detrimental, long term, end results. Consider the severe eternal consequences:


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