Prayer Journal – December 29, 2000

Dear God, I’m feeling so numb most of the time. I bring this numbness to You.
Maybe it is still merciful shock–which I need. But, I am coming to ask—carry
us through these next few days. Carry me through. Dear, dear little Mama.
I’m so grateful she’s not suffering anymore. I wouldn’t bring her back if I
could—except maybe to hug me one more time, to express my love one more
time. But no, that would be selfish. She died with such dignity. She knew
how to endure pain. She wasn’t a wimperer or complainer. And you, Lord
carried her through to the end. I know we will meet again at Your glorious
second coming when she will rise to meet you and us. Thank you for
that wonderful hope.