"But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed. We always carry around in our body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be revealed in our body. For we who are alive are always being given over to death for Jesus’ sake, so that his life may also be revealed in our mortal body. So then, death is at work in us, but life is at work in you." - 2 Corinthians 4:7-12
It is now almost eight months since Emma died. Although I still miss her, I know that through this struggle of grief, I am not crushed. I am not in despair. I am not abandoned. I am not destroyed. Jesus is with me every single day. Yes, death is part of this world, but through Jesus, I am alive and He is at work in me.
Just this morning I was thanking God for all that He has done in my life - even for Emma's death. It sounds strange, but through her death I have seen God's handiwork in my life. I have seen the truth and love of Jesus spread like a wildfire among some that I know. I have been a witness to His love for others. That for me is worth it - to know that my sweet little baby achieved her purpose here on earth simply by dying. My joy is real. My love for Christ is real.
It is now almost eight months since Emma died. Although I still miss her, I know that through this struggle of grief, I am not crushed. I am not in despair. I am not abandoned. I am not destroyed. Jesus is with me every single day. Yes, death is part of this world, but through Jesus, I am alive and He is at work in me.
Just this morning I was thanking God for all that He has done in my life - even for Emma's death. It sounds strange, but through her death I have seen God's handiwork in my life. I have seen the truth and love of Jesus spread like a wildfire among some that I know. I have been a witness to His love for others. That for me is worth it - to know that my sweet little baby achieved her purpose here on earth simply by dying. My joy is real. My love for Christ is real.