Thursday, March 17, 2011

Dear Sophia,



One day, you'll see the various events of your life—even the most painful ones—with new eyes. They will be like jigsaw pieces that now all fit together. The most difficult moments of your life are the lovely shadows that now make the painting of your life utterly magnificent. Sophia, I will turn your mourning into joy, your sorrow into dancing. That's a promise.


Promise Keeper,
God,

PS. Sometimes, you don't understand, Sophia. That's okay. I don't call you to understand. I call you to trust Me.

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I wonder if I will live long enough to look upon this day and smile. For now I will pack everything up in little boxes and wait till my face grows back again.

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