I can’t even begin to describe the last few days. Just that, I am SO very thankful for the prayers being sent up for us.
In the very early minutes of Monday morning, after settling into the guestroom of some precious friends, in the quiet, the worst pain I’ve ever felt came crashing in on me. It felt as if a piece of my heart had been ripped off. It felt as if my heart might implode from the pain. The realization that the four of us siblings would never again be in the same room seemed to be more than I could fathom.
My precious husband just held me tightly and let me weep. But his arms were not where my strength hid. I tried to pray, to cry out to my Comforter, but no words would come.
“And the Holy Spirit helps us in our weakness. For example, we don’t know what God wants us to pray for. But the Holy Spirit prays for us with groanings that cannot be expressed in words. And the Father who knows all hearts knows what the Spirit is saying, for the Spirit pleads for us believers in harmony with God’s own will.” Romans 8:26-27
Before long, I felt His loving arms wrap around me, around my heart, and the pain eased. It’s a deep wound, and will take a long time to heal, but my loving Abba Father, my Daddy God, bandaged it as only He can. I can feel it even today and have a greater understanding of Philippians 4:7: “And the peace of God which surpasses ALL understanding will guard our hearts and minds in Christ.” What a Perfect Peace it is!
A quiet, joyful beauty is the way everyone is describing you. So true. But I know more than that. Fierce friend. Fantastic Sister. Devoted Mother. Loving Wife.
Silly. I will miss looking across a room and seeing a smirk and glint in your eye. Then a small giggle followed by you looking and saying “butthead” in your bell-like, perfectly southern voice…echoed with larger giggles.
Thank you for that.
Tina Diane Atkins Irvin
Delivered to us by God: December 4, 1980
Her mansion was ready: April 16, 2012